This loss feels like a welcome home

She caught a glimpse of him licking away the blood from his claw as she sat down the meat in front of him and she shot him a glare, but was unable to keep the slight smile away from her face. That had always been her problem with trying to discipline the pups. She was far too soft and kind to fix them with any kind of hard stare for more than a moment and it seemed that Sirius was no exception to that rule. That's why she had left all the hardness and discipline to Resin. But now Resin would be gone, she'd be forced to take on that task. One of many that she knew she wouldn't be able to fill the way her mate had.

She heavily considered getting on the bed beside him for a moment, the natural inclination to be at his side almost convincing her to before she caught herself. Lines. She had to draw lines. Instead, she settled near him on a cot adjacent to his and began to pick at her meal. She wanted something to talk about that wasn't related to them or their pain or their loss. She just wanted to speak with her friend like they once had and put everything back to normal. Her mint gaze drifted to the wounds that dotted him, wrapped up in bandages, making her think of her Blueberry that had put them there. Her sweet boy that had so quickly grown into a young man.

That at least reminded her of something she had meant to ask Sirius about before all of this and that was all she needed to get her mind off of the humiliation she felt from what she had confessed and instead focus on something far lighter. "So," she mentioned with a little smirk pulling across her lips, feeling a bit like she was gossiping about their own children. "Has Briar said anything to you about Artorias?" She watched his expression curiously as she took another bite of the meat between her paws. If she knew her friend at all she could probably guess that he wouldn't be too keen on her boy getting close to his Zeelet, but he had surprised her before.






"Tamsyn" | "Blue"