little unsteady

Lilith ad indeed been sick the majority of her young life, that sickness still remained obvious in the way her thin frame didn’t quite fill out like the rest of her siblings. Perhaps she would have grown to taller heights had she not been subjected to such a tragedy, but there was no changing these facts now. Lil would never be a tall wolf, but she would recover from her illness one day. Eventually no one would be able to guess, but for now she was weak and was very much dependant on her father, siblings, and pack. Much to the young girl’s chagrin. She had to get better, she had to get better and prove she was worthy of their love, like she hadn’t to her mother.

The pup didn’t often like be snuggled or coddled, but with the cold weather she was forced to accept. She was keenly aware of her body’s limitations and if she wanted to stay outside the den for longer she needed Ulric. Her love for her family went without question, but being hugged or touched wasn’t pleasant. When given her own room was when she realized the relief of being on her own and she started to become more independent. As far as she could at least, which wasn’t very with her illness.

Ulric pulled her closer and Lillith didn’t resist, even after her aversion she felt the relief of his warmth. The pup leaned against him and sighed softly, ruby eyes looking upward alongside him, uncertain yet determined at the same time. ”Do you think I’ll be better soon?” She asked him timidly. Already she beat the illness, now it was time for her body to recover. Lilith was ready to be strong again, she couldn’t prove herself if she was too weak to even sit in the courtyard on her own.