Not As Think As You Drunk I Am, Bro!

*Naiche* · 09-28-2020, 01:09 AM

Naiche was paying attention to her balance just in case she didn’t. It was one of those things he had no intention of ever admitting to do. Let her fall off, break her neck, and be out of his fur for good. Stupid female, stupid-ass sister-like annoying female.

Naiche paused for a stride when he found her hugging his neck. How intoxicated was she? If she remembered this Naiche imagined she wouldn’t be thrilled with herself tomorrow. It felt, awkward. After a moment to acclimate himself and remember she wasn’t thinking clearly he continued on. No point in lecturing someone who couldn’t think well.

Naiche was silent while she listed off the problems. Obviously the one he could most understand was in regard to the desire for the reaper position. This was no time to point out he planned to get it for himself anyway. He considered questioning her on this problem with Indigo but left it be. The pups? Yah spoiled little girl she was, of course, she didn’t want siblings.

Her burying her head into him gave him pause, but only slowing for one stride before continuing. It was hard to try and stay cold when she was doing all this. “I’m sorry I added to your troubles. I can’t say I understand it all, but I wasn’t trying to hurt you.” Reluctantly he allowed a bit of his formality to fade to sympathetic. She was genuinely upset and being open, it didn’t seem right to return with coldness. Besides, with her wrapped around his neck and face in his coat, he was having an abnormal feeling. Instead of pain in the ass sister, it was brother having to protect little sister. Anyone who ever suggested him thinking that way would get some new scars on their face.
Naiche prayed he never found her drunk again.

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