Until There Is No Anything

The silver marked brute didn’t remain in his semi conscious state for long, as Iolaire curled up against him his heart fluttered and steadied with his breath. He fell back asleep easily, holding her in peace after everything he had been through. Everything she had been through. The night slipped by in an instant, but the injured man could have continued sleeping for the rest of the day. He was exhausted, his shoulder was slow healing, but the rest did him good.

Roan might not have reacted to the light but as Io lifted her head the silver marked man felt himself return to consciousness. He didn’t stir except for opening his emerald eyes, they blinked open to watch the dainty healer as she reached up to groom his messy fur. The affectionate motions were unexpected but the softness was welcome. They had only just met, but their connection was quickly established. Being this close was easy, it was nice. He didn’t want to be alone, but even more Roan realized he wanted to be next to Iolaire.

He leaned into her grooming, though he wasn’t sure he deserved it he wouldn’t complain. Waking up like this was something he could look forward to. When his future was so dark and shadowy even a simple flame of hope like this was a floodlight. He relaxed his tense muscles into the thick furs beneath them. ”Good morning.” Roan offered softly as he watched her from the corner of his eye. He knew this was becoming more than a doctor and patient relationship, but he’d been so lost nothing sounded more desirable.

Tentatively Roan lifted his head and reached out to return her movements. Carefully his silver marked features move to offer his own grooming to her silver scruff. Seeing her like this was easier than her tears the day before.