can we hurt together

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he uncertainty of their futures was anxiety inducing but in those moments she couldn't help but to only worry about Iroh. Banshee didn't know how his pack or family was but she really did want him to be happy. Hopefully when he went home he would have caring Wolves around him. Meanwhile, she knew when she went home she'd be greeted by mostly strangers. Banshee's eyes were filled with a glimmer of emotion as she observed his tall and handsome form. The pureness of his jet black markings and those galaxy eyes. As he gave his answer to her question she offered a tiny frown. "You are strong, Iroh." That much was obvious to her.

At the mention of sparring the babe perked up a bit. Leaning into his gentle nuzzling she took a step to the side and smirked. That luxurious cream and brown tail flicked with a teasing flourish of dominance. Just as her Father once did. Ban raised a brow, "Do you think you can handle me?" The yearling stared at him with a flicker of confidence for this was her natural state. Before the world went to hell she was radiating with confidence and energy.