Cut my losses

Focusing on Corvus and what he had to say was the best medicine for her poor nerves. Having him hold her and speak about anything that wasn’t.. What happened. Her heart stopped again but she breathed him in, needing him more than she ever had before. Twig was pretty independent, but didn’t deny how much she relied on the pack nor how much she needed the man she loved more than now.

He tried to assure her, and though she couldn’t meet his gaze she wore a small supportive smile as she held herself together. Caramel ears swiveled and fell with the lilt of his voice she nodded knowing who Ignis was. How could she not when he was the one to warn of Winterfell’s raid? She listened as he went on, spelling out what could possibly mean trouble for Abaven, but then he went further.

Ignis loved him? That was a good enough reason to see why the fire red wolf would warn of the betrayal all the time ago. But to turn violent at a rejection… Twig felt even more loved, knowing that Corvus had stood fast for her. Even up to his best friend, who would go on to take the news without reason. Twig’s emotions were already a wreck and though uncertain how to feel she could focus on this.

”You aren’t responsible for this Corvus.” She said steadfastly, despite everything she knew this. ”He is the one in control of his emotions, you couldn’t have known…” Twig buried her head back into his neck. ”If he comes here we’ll keep Abaven safe.” She promised as everything bubbled up at once. She grit her teeth and bit back a sob before stuttering, ”I have something to tell you too.” Her voice was a scared whisper as the color drained from her skin.