Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
Apparently his grandmother was intimidating, but if she was being honest, Indigo looked a bit intimidating, too. With his massive size, and his long teeth.
"Good thing I don’t scare easy then, huh?" Her mother had looked gentle and demure, but her heart had been cold. Her affection was not something easily earned, and Cosette had often been the one to get the shortest end of that deal.
"I’ve learned that it’s more about what’s on the inside than the outside."
She heard the growl at her words, and for a brief moment she worried she’d upset him, but his next words warmed her in a way that furs and a fire never could. He told her he wouldn’t leave her, turning his head to meet her gaze. She struggled to hold it, feeling a swell of emotion that caught in her throat.
"Do you promise?" Her words were barely a whisper, afraid of the answer. How could someone she just met be so willing to take her in and help her when her own family had so willingly left her in the cold? She had always hoped that there were wolves like that out there in the world. Ones that were kind and thoughtful, but it felt surreal to have finally found someone like that. She gripped him a little tighter, as if she were afraid he might disappear.
"Speech" || Thoughts
