Warmth in the coldness of my heart

Ever since the day he had let his condition go too far and caused him to snap at Yurei as a result, he had been diligent about using the herbs his mother had taught him to use to calm his thoughts and had avoided being alone for any length of time. The whispers and voices of the demons that plagued him still lingered on the fringes of his mind as they tried to whisper in his ear and sway his decisions, but he resisted. For Yurei. She deserved so much more than he was able to give her and he felt himself only striving for more for her sake. It felt like he was constantly trying to make it up to her even though she had forgiven him almost immediately. That almost made him feel worse. He felt like he deserved for her to be distrusting or upset with him, but instead she only gave him love and care and he needed to give that back to her ten fold.

He had spent the day working on a small surprise for his mate. It wasn't hardly enough to be worthy of her, but it was a small thing that he could give to her to hopefully make up for what he had done. He had gone out to the mile high woods and picked off some of the thinner, younger branches and wove them together, curving them into a wide wreath of pine branches that he then interwove with a few strips of red ribbon that he had stowed away from one of his scavenging trips. He knew it would fit nicely on an empty hook that was built into the wall of their room and would bring a nice scent into the room. He wished he could find something more useful for her like herbs or something to help her with the work she did around the pack, but without the knowledge of what to look for he finally settled on this instead.

Walking back though the ship with his gift carried carefully between his teeth, he was happy to see the faint glow of the fire coming from the room that told him that Yurei had returned for the day. He stepped into the room with a gentle wag of his tail before walking over to the bare wall across from their bed and hopping up to hang the simply decorated wreath for her. "What do you think? I thought maybe a little greenery would help cheer up the room a bit," he told her, smiling as he came to join her on the bed and nuzzle his face into her scruff.

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