strawberry wine

The feeling of her holding onto him, clinging to his mane like she desperately needed him softened Indigo. He already cared about Gypsy, he’d been given a glimpse into the life that she lived and being able to see her grow was an incredible gift. He wouldn’t take it for granted, he knew tey had a long way to go, but he could see the way she opened up and the way that she let him hold her. She trusted him, she put her life in his paws, and that was where she wanted to be. Indigo wouldn’t let her go. He’d make sure she was well cared for as long as he lived if that was what it took. He’d care for her like she was his own sister. Briar’s face appeared first, the young innocent woman who wanted to train with him, and then Aslatiel took her place. She was his sister, but she was so much more than that. His true love, his other half, his soul mate.

Indigo held onto Gypsy tenderly as she answered him quietly, much like the first answer she had given him when they spoke before. She told him she would learn whatever she needed to, if she needed to pull her own weight. ”I’m strong enough to carry you, don’t worry.” He assured her softly as he gently brushed the fur down her neck. ”I want you to be happy is all. Find a hobby, something you love to do. You’re good at gathering strawberries.” Indigo added as he squeezed her lightly, he challenged his patience and again refrained from a nuzzle to her cheek. He tried to make himself mirror the affection that she gave him. She held tightly to him, so he would hold tight to her. If she wanted his nuzzles then she would have to offer one to him first, that way he would be certain she was comfortable with his affections. He couldn’t be selfish, he wanted to show her more of his affections and take comfort from her, but that wasn’t his duty. He was the one that needed to be here to comfort her, however she was most comfortable. ”I think you’d make a good assistant, for a long time I was mostly a healer.” He explained quietly. Now that he was trying to form the band he felt like his healing took a back seat to his fighting capabilities. It was kind of sad.

”Maybe you can help me make poultices and tinctures, or processing herbs for trade.” He was probably getting ahead of himself but he could always use help, and he’d get to spend extra time with Gypsy. ”Not that I want to sway you, but I think I’d quite like having you as an assistant.” He smiled as he said, already picturing the both of them surrounded by flowers, carefree as they worked in harmony.