The stars in your eyes

Segin let his eyes linger on Emersyn's face while she spoke, remaining quiet and supportive as she explained how she had come to be hunted by a horrible man that owned wolves and forced them to fight for blood sport. His ever present smile was gone and replaced with a look of sympathy and concern. It seemed that they had both been wronged by their parents in one way or another, causing her to be sold off at a young age and forced into this life of violence and danger. She had his full undivided attention while she told him a large portion of her life story and as he listened he imagined her as a young wolf, forced to conform to being this ruthless fighter and he felt deeply sad for her. He wondered what their lives could have been like if each of them had just had someone to defend them when they needed it - not just himself and Emersyn, but Gypsy, Duchess, even Indigo to a certain extent... but they had made it out of it and now they were going to help each other get past all of this.

As soon as she started talking about how the owner of her and the other fighters favored her, how the other fighters hated her, how she was the only female among them... His heart dropped into his stomach with dread and she soon confirmed his fears - except the truth turned out to be even more brutal than he could have originally imagined. He held her leg a little tighter as if he would have any chance of keeping her safe or protecting her in that moment. He joked about being able to protect her, but he was very aware of the fact that physical strength was not his strong suit. He couldn't have fought off her attackers any better than she had been able to. He felt her tremble against him and his ears fell back against his head, his heart breaking for her as he leaned his head into her shoulder again. He couldn't deny that there was a bit of a sick satisfaction in knowing that the brutes that did that to her got what they deserved from her, though he couldn't relate with her feeling good about the murders she had committed, no matter how justified they had been. He remembered the panic he had felt when he realized what he had done, the fear he had seen in his family's eyes when they looked at him... He couldn't feel good about the revenge he had gotten, but he was glad that Emersyn felt that way.

Knowing all of this, it made so much more sense for why she was being hunted. His gaze hadn't left her face the whole time she was letting him into her past so when she finally sighed and looked down at him her two-toned gaze easily met silver. He wore his sympathy and understanding in his expression, but there was also a little bit of pride there too. When forced out onto his own he had fallen into self destructive habits, allowed himself to nearly kill himself with not eating or caring for himself properly. Emersyn fought and fought hard at that and now here she was. She was scarred and damaged, but alive and somewhere that she could hopefully start to heal. "I'm really glad you're here," he repeated, but more seriously this time and with more emotion on his voice. "Not just here to be with us, but... Just here in general. Alive. You survived a lot and... and I'm really proud of you for that."

Segin Epsilon