can we hurt together

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anshee wouldn't know where to start when looking for ones parents either. She hadn't met many Wolves outside of Erovrare or Ashen. There was a small amount of familiarity within Iroh but that was coming from his Abraxas blood. She was often surrounded by Abraxas youth. Belle and Archon produced children as well as Archon and the other lady. Even her own father had impregnated an Abraxas girl but she was missing. 'Maybe thats where Hannibal went. Ban shook the thought from her head to not dwell upon such any longer.

The yearling welcomed Iroh's warm nuzzles with a gentle hum. Her tears had dried but she still felt for him so. Ban's heart was swollen with adoration for the young male before her and at that point she just wished for his happiness and recovery. Banshee wanted to be his light in such a dark time and would not want to be a part from him for too long after their night together. Even the prospect of waking up in the morning and needing to part ways made her feel a twinge of pain but she soon swept those thoughts under the rug.

A pink tongue moved from between her fangs to lick the top of his head. The affection came natural at this point. Her girlish butterflies were still in full force but in no way did she feel shy. Perhaps another day when she looked back to this night she would feel silly. But in those moments she just wanted to pepper him in cheerful kisses. Ban spoke with gentle sleepy tones, "I can say you look very much so like many of the other Abraxas I have encountered.. My Empress mated with an Abraxas male and their spawn have a lot of the same markings as you do." They were mixed with the Klein's paintings as well, but the mottling of Abraxas was strong. Banshee let forth a long yawn and she nuzzled him gently, "If you desire to find your father I will assist you in any way I can." The yearling shut her eyes and stuffed her head into the crook of his neck if allowed, careful to not jab him with her fangs. "I am getting a tiny bit sleepy, Iroh." A tiny bit meant.. a lot. Her eyes were heavy as they had shut. It seemed all of the emotions had drained her a bit.