The stars in your eyes

*Emersyn* · 06-07-2021, 04:20 PM

Em had been so lost in her own dark thoughts and self-loathing that she hadn't noticed Segin coming up beside her until she felt the cold, wet pad of his nose press to her cheek. Her eyes blinked rapidly in surprise, duo-toned irises turning to find his smiling face. How was he always so gods damned happy?! What did he have to be happy about? She envied the smaller brute, wondering if she would ever know such unburdened glee the way he seemed to reside in a permanent state of. He attempted to convince her to stay, that she belonged with them, then added in a sprinkle of guilt by claiming he'd worry about her forever if she left on her own. Oh, so he was playing dirty now to try and persuade her into joining the purple harem? His words were said with such resolution and adamantly that it left no room for Em to rebuke him. Segin had decided she was staying, and there seemed to be no way to change his mind.

Segin surprised her further by sitting alongside her, then she felt the weight of his smaller frame resting against hers. An anxiousness crept up inside her for a brief moment, the instinctive reaction to being touched by a brute again. Except Segin wasn't like the other brutes. He was small and dainty, unlike the monsters she had known. He looked like a strong wind could blow him over and was absolutely zero threat to her in any way. With that realization, Emersyn's shoulders which had tensed up on reflex began to relax again, her bristling fur smoothing back down. She swallowed back the nerves, and then things went back to normal. Segin was not a threat; he couldn't harm her if he tried.

Segin began to explain how the band had come to exist, how they had all been wayward vagabonds that came together to make their own family, and that like it or not she was a part of the family now too. His paw wound around her foreleg, and Em glanced down at where he was touching and holding onto her. He was a very physically affectionate wolf, it seemed. But shockingly, she didn't feel the disgust that had come whenever any other male touched her. Segin was... different. Different was good. Different didn't put her on edge or make her relive the terror and trauma again. But what stunned her the most was Segin's confession that he had killed someone before. Em looked at him with skeptical scrutiny, raising a brow as she eyed the lithe man up and down. He had killed someone?

"You've killed another wolf?" she voiced her dubiousness out loud. "Well damn, you're a hell of a better fighter than Duchess is, at least. Maybe you actually can protect me." She shot him a teasing grin in return, though she knew if Segin ever did go toe to toe with one of the wolves after him, they'd be picking up pieces of his corpse from the next terrain over. No, he might not be able to protect her—but Emersyn could definitely protect him. The sweet, happy boy needed to be shielded from the viciousness of this shit world. And if she was going to be forced into this family, then she might as well make use of the talents she'd been forced to acquire.

"I guess I don't have much of a choice, huh? You're just gonna keep giving me big silver puppy dog eyes until I agree, aren't you?" The question was rhetorical, but she eyed the smaller brute all the same. He was cute and sweet and meant well. The larger fae rolled her eyes and sighed. "All right, Segin, you got me. I'll stay and be a part of your family. I can't guarantee you'll like me, but I'll stick around as long as you want me to." After she conceded to his demands, Em gave him a few moments to celebrate his victory, then continued, "So I guess as long as I'm staying, might as well get to know each other, huh? So I have to ask, how did you end up in Indigo's purple wolf club?" It was a question she had asked Duchess as well, wondering how such similar yet vastly different wolves all ended up together.

"Emersyn"

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