I've lost my way, can you help me?
08-29-2013, 09:24 PM
Walk | "Talk" | Think The reaction Maia gave was not a favorable one. In fact, he had only been anticipating sadness, plain and simple, perhaps even tears if Maia was inclined to cry about their loss. But the way she moved, the tightness to her flattened ears and the undeniable flinch... His brow puckered at the center as he watched her, the concern he felt over seeing her in this debilitated state strengthening at the new information he was receiving. Even minimal as it was, he had to wonder how much she knew about their mother's death, what it was that made her cower back from the memory and turn the once vibrant, adventurous girl into this subdued, unstable wolf with barely enough weight on her to call her healthy. Suddenly she was no longer merely sitting there across from him but coming toward him, the motion so unexpected that all he had time to do was open his blue eyes wide and catch himself at the last second with a quickly braced leg. So apparently he was not the only one to be torn up over this loss either. Accepting Maia's openness about her distress, he turned and curled his head over the top of hers, closing his eyes as he let himself embrace some of her loss, some of her fear, and sharing with her that he felt the same. No noise, no tears, fell from the huddled form of his sister against his chest, but he knew it was there. His family was a strong bunch; even this small show of trust and expression of grief was a big move. But knowing just what Maia was going through, or assuming he did, Rune was not the least bit inclined to judge her. It took a little while for her to calm down but eventually Maia shifted as if trying to rise. Rune moved and allowed her the room to sit up though she only moved far enough back to see him. He met her green eyes with a steady blue stare, consolation and understanding written within his gaze as he could not find the right words either. Instead of trying to find a way to somehow prolong the memory of their mother's death, he changed the subject, drawing in a quick breath before posing a question to his sister. "Where have you been staying?" It hardly mattered where it was she had been all this time now that they had finally been reunited. Now his concern was whether it would be possible to keep together the family that he had lost without doing so again. |
