Find your comforts

Kaneonuskatew · 05-19-2021, 11:59 PM

Last night had been the single best night Kane had had in years. After a night of much needed release and soul bearing, the hunter had slept like a baby cuddled up to Tamsyn, dead to the world while he enjoyed her presence, her warmth, her comfort surrounding him, even though he was the one surrounding her in his embrace. He had only begun to stir once he felt Tamsyn rousing and slipping out of his arms. Confused hazel eyes watched her while she hurried to get up, Kane sitting up enough to watch her with a groggy gaze as she quickly and quietly slipped out of the infirmary just as warm morning sun started streaming in through the tall windows. He wondered if she had been ashamed of what they'd done last night, the clarity of morning washing away the haze of the night from her brain. A small frown tugged at his lips; he certainly didn't regret their night together. But then again, he hadn't been the one recently widowed. Had he done something wrong? Had he pushed Tamsyn too far, taken advantage of her in her fragile emotional state? He hadn't thought he had, nor had he intended to, but the way she ran off as soon as the sun was up hurt.

Kane had slipped back into dreamless sleep once she had made her exit, wasting away time with more rest and recovery. The day went by uneventfully. Gwynevere returned a little after Tamsyn had left to check on him and change out his bloodied bandages with fresh ones and administer more painkillers. For the most part, the pain had been kept at bay and many of his wounds had scabbed over, well on their way to recovering, with his shoulder being the only exception. Kane was doing his best to be a good patient to the young doctor Gwyn, but he was antsy at best. The hunter was not meant to be contained to a bed while the summer sun was shining brightly outside and he couldn't feel the breath of the wild against his cheek. He longed for the sun and the wind and the sky and the earth.

His time in "captivity" was made more palatable by the occasional visits, one from Ulric to check on how he was doing now that he was conscious, and a couple from Tamsyn throughout the day. She never stayed more than a few minutes, and only ever appeared when Gwyn was tending to him, showing no signs of anything having happened between them. On her first visit, Kane had shot her a confused, surprised look, but his silent question went unanswered. The next time gave him the same result. After that, Kane just settled into the habit of pretending he didn't know Tamsyn, giving her polite smiles or pretending to be asleep whenever she would pop in. He didn't like being treated like a mistake, so if Tamsyn wanted to forget everything and pretend they had never interacted before, that was fine by him.

His day progressed slowly, morning slipping into afternoon, and afternoon slipping into evening and then to night. Gwyn had brought him all of his meals, escorted him outside to relieve himself, and was just an all around fantastic attending doctor. His brief interludes outside did little to quell his wanderlust to get back outside, but they would have to do for now until he could walk without the aid of another wolf. Now, in the quiet of a second night in the castle infirmary, Kane laid his head on his pillow and stared out the long windows to the silvery moon and glistening stars. It was a full moon outside tonight. Kane let out a long, soft whine as he wished desperately to go outside and sing and pray. It felt wrong being trapped inside, almost like the infirmary had become a penitentiary of sorts. He had still been staring out the window when the sound of claws on stone made his ear flick and hazel eyes peer towards the door. He spotted the small black form of Tamsyn coming back in and his heart immediately sank in his chest. Oh no, why was she coming back?

Kane lay unmoving in his bed while Tam approached, his eyes gazing longingly out at the night sky. She greeted him with a soft and simple hi, catching Kane's attention with her gentle smile and a shy expression on her face. "Hi," he said back, staring back into her mint eyes while his head rested on his pillow. She was back to the way that she had been last night again. Was she embarrassed by their late night rendezvous? "Yeah, Gwynevere has been taking excellent care of me. I guess the one thing better than saving a child's life is saving a skilled healer's life." He gave a low chuckle, but his expression grew serious and confused. "Did I... do something wrong, Tamsyn? You ran out of here this morning without a word, you've only been coming by when Gwynevere was here and acting like we'd never spoken before. I just wanted to understand..." He shifted to sit up in bed, turning towards her to let his paws hang off the edge of the bed. "...Do you regret what we did?" he asked after a moment, searching her mint eyes for an answer to know whether he should be preparing to cut the cord early. No sense in letting yourself get dragged any deeper if you were only going to drown.

"Kane"

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