i met you in the dark

A soft murr of contentment escaped him as Indigo’s large paw started stroking over his scruff and shoulders even though he worried slightly about if he would find the still fresh scars in his scruff or feel how bony his shoulders were. Though he did have to remind himself that Indigo had already seen him drenched in water. There was very little that could have been hidden from the larger man at this point so he knew his worries were for nothing. He just didn’t want to be a worry for this wolf that was saving his life. Perhaps it was inevitable until he had time to finish healing and regain his strength, but it still crossed his mind none of the less.

He listened as Indigo told him of the wolves he had gathered, giving him some insight of what he would be walking into. Of course, he figured the pack was more than just the few he had gathered for himself, the lost souls like him, but he only really cared about Indigo and the wolves that Indigo would keep close to him. Those would be his priority first and foremost. His ears perked with surprise and shock when he heard about the one that Indigo had lost and almost immediately he wanted to deny that Indigo could take any real blame for her death. He didn’t know the circumstances or the events that led to it, but he couldn’t believe that Indigo would knowingly or purposefully do anything to harm any of his friends so at least in his mind there was no way Indigo could be at fault.

His heart broke for the man though and he leaned into the touch when he began to nuzzle into his neck. “I’m so sorry, Indigo…” he whispered, wiggling his way up a bit to be able to wrap his forelegs around his neck, hugging him tight in an attempt to bring him some comfort. He wished there was a way to lift away his pain and take it onto himself, even though he knew it was impossible. He wished that no one would have to endure the kind of pains they had experienced. The evils and the tortures of the world that he had seen and experienced lingered constantly on the fringes of his mind and he wondered if he would ever be rid of them and figured it was probably the same for Indigo. He tipped his head up to nuzzle his cheek into Indigo’s, desperately wishing there was more he could do for the kind, gentle man.