the first cut is the deepest

Twig wasn’t sure what Brandr thought as he let silence fall between the two of them. She averted her gaze, instead looking over her finished work. She’d have to put it to good use. Maybe a good hunt would take her mind off her deep troubles. If only she could convince her little nephews along with her. A soft sigh left her lips before she looked back up to Brandr as he spoke.

He was honest with her, the older man felt similarly to her. His family was troubled and he wished that he could solve the problems. His next words made her feel a little better, they shouldn’t be expected to have all the answers. Sometimes it wasn’t possible and you didn’t need to feel guilt over it. The fact was hard to really accept, but she tried to let the relief flow over her.

”I hope so, Brandr.” She said softly, letting her gaze lift up to the sky in search of the answers.

-end?-