set me down in your warm arms

Duchess didn’t deny him, in fact she was the picture perfect image of a gracious host. Indigo felt a funny swirling in her stomach as she asked them to fetch Gypsy. They’d all meet back at the courtyard and have their first meal as a… family. Indigo was still taken off guard by the feeling of accomplishment, of having his dream within his grasp, and he adored the image it created. Two wolves before him with troubled pasts and both were smiling up at him at the thought of sharing a meal together. What better way to bond as the band they would eventually form. ”Thank you, Duchess.” He offered the girl gratefully. Segin looked slightly confused at the thought of a prepared meal but Indigo just grinned at him in response. Indigo wanted to spoil the sweet man, he wanted him to experience everything that had been denied to him.

Segin was just as eager to meet the last piece of the future band, that was in the Hallows anyway. Indigo took just another moment to appreciate the smile that played over Segin’s dark features. ”Lets,” Indigo agreed, hesitating only slightly before leading the way towards Gypsy’s own private quarters. She was more comfortable on the ground floor, and used to being alone. Indigo didn’t like it, but he wanted to give her what she wanted.

”Gypsy has been through a lot,” he warned Segin softly as they walked. ”Patience is a virtue best remembered around her.” An open mind and heart as well. Gypsy always seemed so scared and nervous. For good reason. Massive dark paws carried him onwards, and Indigo was still unable to let himself grow very distant from Segin’s thin frame as he led them forward. ”Around this corner,” Indigo told him with a nod of his head.

”Gypsy?” He called out, knowing she could hear better even than he could understand. ”Duchess is getting dinner ready, and I’ve brought someone for you to meet.” Indigo continued as he slowed himself to a halt outside her door.