The stars in your eyes

It really surprised him the turn that he had gotten Emersyn to take. He thought about how she had been when he approached her in the courtyard, guarded and resistant to even spending time with him out here at all, to this. Poking at his side, smiling, listening to his story attentively, curling around him and pulling him closer. It was such a complete flip from how she had first been and it made him so, so happy. He could kind of understand now why Indigo had been so insistent on telling him how just seeing him smile was repayment enough for everything he had done for him. Seeing Emersyn relax and smile was one of the most satisfying things he had ever experienced. This must be why Indigo loved bringing in wolves that needed his help to live with him so much.

He chuckled when she mentioned how he had done the impossible in getting her to stay. It really hadn’t even taken that much and really he knew she just needed a little love. Just like him. Just like them all. Just a little love and a little proof that someone was there for them. ”I’m glad Indigo found you too,” he agreed, nuzzling into her neck affectionately. ”Everyone deserves to feel like they belong somewhere or with someone so… even if you just feel like you belong with me then I’m happy to be that for you. I’m really glad you’re staying.” He smiled and let his eyes close for a moment as he just enjoyed snuggling into her for a long moment. It was just peaceful and lovely out here and nothing made him quite as content as he felt when he was close like this with someone he liked.

He got to thinking as they sat there, questions forming in his mind. He almost hated to disturb the calm quiet that had settled over them with just the sound of the river to break it, but he thought about how he and Indigo had shared their pasts and their secrets and how much closer they had grown because of it. He knew from experience how therapeutic it could be to just release all of that into the world. ”Why are those wolves after you?” he asked softly, rubbing the foreleg he was holding onto gently with his paw.

Segin Epsilon