welcome to my nightmare

Burying his feelings, forgetting his nightmare, anything for him to be able to think clearly. He shoved the emotions down and buried them with his sudden turn to joking around. It wasn’t really like him, he wasn’t truly himself these days either. All of his fumbles and the obstacles he faced would catch up to him, he was just staving off the day he had to deal with his grief. He realized how swift the turn around had been as Gypsy was taken aback by him. Dark ears lowered to his ears and he looked away, not that he needed to. It was easy to forget she couldn’t see. That there was so much of the world she simply couldn’t experience.

He quieted himself, resolved to be as patient, and neutral as possible. Too much excitement, too quick of mood swings… He was going to test himself in helping Gypsy, he was going to have to work hard to be effective. She was worth it though. Indigo kept his head low, closer to her height. ”I will,” Indigo agreed softly, ready to lead the way. She took one step forward, but stopped and spoke again. Dark ears perked and fell as she asked him for a place on the ground floor.

He didn’t want to, not at all. Having her so far away from him… But this was what she wanted, this was what she worked up the courage to ask him for. He was proud but he tried to keep himself even tempered despite the whirling emotions within. He wanted to scoop her up and tell her how proud he was of her steps forward, instead he spoke softly, and remained where he was. ”Of course, Gypsy. You can have whatever you want.” He reminded her quietly. If she wanted the sky he’d do whatever it took to weave it into a blanket just for her. ”You’re free,” he hoped his voice could convey the smile on his lips when he said it. She was free of her father and Indigo would do anything to keep it that way.

”You can inconvenience me anytime, for whatever reason.” He told her as he took a couple steps towards the door, ready to touch his tail to her shoulder when she was ready to go. ”When we’re done in the yard we can find the perfect spot on the ground floor. No more stairs.”