ardent

Hurting for a Smile

Resin



Tamsyn

The Hallows
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Master Fighter (240)

Master Navigator (275)

An icon representing the specialty Knight Knight

age
11 Years
gender
Female
gems
95
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
651
player
Shelby

Double MasterCritical Hit!WordyPride - Bisexual1KBeevent
Bronze Medal 2020
04-20-2020, 01:23 PM


The smile Resin gave her made a little pride swell in her chest and her tail started to wag gently against the den floor. She had wanted to learn for herself so that she could protect herself and have something to contribute to the pack, but part of her also wanted to learn to make Resin proud. She still had a very, very long way to go, but just hearing the little bit of praise the warrior offered her was encouragement for her to keep going. She knew it would be a long time before Resin was able to fight again, but maybe one she felt able to sit up again she could watch her practice and give her tips from the sideline. The idea made her happy and excited for her training again. Her mind was already starting to think of ways to incorporate visits and time with Resin into her day while her friend healed. Just because she was bound to the den for a while didn't mean that Tamsyn was going to let her lay here on her own.

She was a little taken aback by Resin's insistence that she didn't need to stay. Her ears flicked and she began to worry that maybe her reaction to everything had been taken the wrong way. The smaller black female was quick to shake her head in response, thinking back though her responses and trying to figure out where she had gone wrong. "They don't make me uncomfortable. I want to stay... as long as you want me to." Injuries and wounds had never bothered her - at least not the actual wound itself. She worried about Resin and her well being, but actually seeing her wounds or being around her when she was injured didn't phase her. "I'm sorry if it looked like it bothered me. I'm just worried about you."

Even though she was more talkative than Resin was, she still had a hard time with words and expressing herself. She didn't know how to tell Resin that she was worried without making it sound like pitty and she didn't know how to tell her how much she cared without feeling like she was coming on too strong. She frowned, glancing down at her paws for a moment. Resin seemed to be so straight forward with her all the time so maybe she needed to do the same thing... "I care about you a lot," she added shyly, lifting her gaze just enough to see Resin's reaction. "I hate seeing that you're hurt, probably about as much as you hate being hurt, but your injuries themselves don't bother me. I just want to make you feel better, but I don't know how."