The Grudge

Roan settled into silence after his apology however Iolaire did as well. Though he was close he kept his eyes low. She hadn’t accepted his apology. His inky black ears remained at his skull as she shifted, and he half expected her to cuff his ears. He deserved it after all. However the little healer surprised him completely. The silver furred mammoth had been thinking too heavily in himself. This was about Iolaire and the massive amount of strain that was held on her shoulders. Roan had no idea how heavily his actions affected her, and wondered how much the events were just the last straw.

The dark wolf froze as Io settled in against him, her dainty frame fit snugly against him as she pressed her features into his chest. He was caught off guard but wouldn't hesitate for long. Roan took her closeness as his forgiveness and wrapped his head around her shoulders. He squeezed his eyes closed and held her tightly, his broken heart bleeding for her as she poured her emotions out to him. Roan hummed softly and rocked as much as his injury would allow. He couldn’t do much, but he’d be there for her as best as he could.