I won't let you fade away
Emile
04-03-2021, 06:09 PM
He knew that distancing himself from Aranea was the right choice, no matter how difficult it was. Besides the obvious guilt he felt of feeling like he had created an even deeper divide between Aranea and her children, he had finally realized that it wasn't healthy for him either. All of the back and forth, the flip flop of it all, hadn't been good for him and he knew it wasn't good for his children. If he had felt like there was a stable future in the cards for that relationship he might have pursued it more seriously, but he couldn't do that and feel good about it morally. His biggest commitment would always be do his pups and he needed to know that whenever he did decide to move on to someone else more permanently it would be with someone who could be a good mother for them as well.
It felt like a miracle that Ezra was finally starting to come around and he could see the boy's spirits begin to brighten. He knew Resin had spoken to the boy, but he had no idea what she had told him. Whatever it was, it had seemingly worked. There was still the obvious loss of his mother and sister to work through, but he no longer felt like they were constantly fighting. Maybe it was because he no longer felt so strained and was able to turn his attention away from Ezra for a moment that he really began to focus more on how his other children were coping. Jane still seemed mostly unfazed and as cheerful as ever - something he was grateful for. He could see traces of Fihona around and had seen her in passing, but nothing seemed too concerning as of yet.
Where he really felt like he needed to focus his attention was on Emile. The boy had been noticeably absent and detached as of late and Ulric knew he wanted to try and help sooner rather than later. He hadn't cut it off at the pass with Ezra and that had only boiled to a raging intensity before he noticed and it was too late for him to handle it. He went looking for his brindled boy after he finished his usual morning patrols, going back up to the hall that was lined with the rooms each of his children had claimed and walking over to Emile's. He nudged the door open gently, tapping on the wood with his paw like a knock. "Emile? Are you in here?"
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It felt like a miracle that Ezra was finally starting to come around and he could see the boy's spirits begin to brighten. He knew Resin had spoken to the boy, but he had no idea what she had told him. Whatever it was, it had seemingly worked. There was still the obvious loss of his mother and sister to work through, but he no longer felt like they were constantly fighting. Maybe it was because he no longer felt so strained and was able to turn his attention away from Ezra for a moment that he really began to focus more on how his other children were coping. Jane still seemed mostly unfazed and as cheerful as ever - something he was grateful for. He could see traces of Fihona around and had seen her in passing, but nothing seemed too concerning as of yet.
Where he really felt like he needed to focus his attention was on Emile. The boy had been noticeably absent and detached as of late and Ulric knew he wanted to try and help sooner rather than later. He hadn't cut it off at the pass with Ezra and that had only boiled to a raging intensity before he noticed and it was too late for him to handle it. He went looking for his brindled boy after he finished his usual morning patrols, going back up to the hall that was lined with the rooms each of his children had claimed and walking over to Emile's. He nudged the door open gently, tapping on the wood with his paw like a knock. "Emile? Are you in here?"
