Lost
04-12-2021, 04:47 PM
The boy dissolved into her embrace, sobbing against her and she continued to hold him close. It pained her to see him so broken. It was horrible for one so young to experience such anguish. Emile was not her child, but in a way he was. They all were. All of the Hallows wolves were her children, no matter their lineage or their age. She cared for them all and it was her duty to make sure that they were all okay. Emile pulled back long enough to apologize and the scarred woman raised one paw to carefully brush the tears away from his tan colored cheeks. "Don't apologize," she fought to keep her raspy voice soft and soothing, but she probably failed. "If you're in pain, you let it out." If he needed to cry or scream, he could do so. She would support him and be there for as long as he needed her. Resin knew what was wrong, but having him talk it out might very well help sooth the inner turmoil that the boy was suffering with. "What's troubling you, Emile?" Dark ears swiveled forward, showing that she was here and willing to listen. She didn't release the boy from her embrace and she wouldn't until he chose to extract himself. She would be a pillar to cling to for as long as he desired. "Speech"
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