The stars in your eyes

The more Segin began to burrow himself into her frame, the more Emersyn just allowed him to make himself comfortable and snuggle into her. She felt his tail around her hip and was again surprised when she didn't feel the rising panic she had come to know whenever a brute touched her. Segin was different somehow; he didn't provoke the same feelings of fear and violence and disgust in herself. He was... soothing in some strange way she couldn't explain. Her question caused his bright smile to fade, though she wouldn't be left wondering why for long. Segin's answer surprised her. He had killed his father? Em almost felt envious for the littler brute; she would give almost anything to take a swing at the bastard that had given her life just to throw her away like unwanted trash.

But the more Segin spoke, the more Em began to realize that their fathers were starkly different wolves. She listened with a mix of horror and fury while he described the demented actions of his deranged father, her dual-hued eyes shifting about aimlessly into space while he detailed the rapes of the women, all the pups he sired, and then the rapes of his sisters. They had been Segin's motivation to learn healing. A worthy cause. When he leaned more into her and wrapped himself tighter around her leg, Em wrapped herself more protectively around the brute, letting him get lost in her dusty lavender coat as if she could shield him from his past. He told her how he fell in love with one of his half-brothers and how they would fool around in their throes of passion. Emersyn said nothing, reserved no judgment as he would find none here. Love was a foreign concept to the slave-warrior, incestuous or otherwise. Who was she to judge what two consenting wolves did with one another?

He squeezed her leg tighter as he described how his father caught them, then proceeded to murder Segin's brother and rape Segin himself. This time Emersyn couldn't hold back the snarl that twitched on her lips, a quiet growl reverberating in her throat as she considered anyone who'd dare hurt the gentle sweetheart snuggled between her legs. Segin had killed his father mid-rape, and that had caused his family to abandon him. Now it all made sense, but it also made no sense in her mind. How dare the wolves he called family leave him like that? It infuriated her; she wanted to tear the monsters that had birthed Segin to pieces, even if one was already deceased. Bring him back, kill him again. The asshole deserved it. Segin ended his tale by detailing how he'd slept with anyone he could after that just to feel anything again.

Emersyn shifted once he'd finished speaking, delicately turning with Segin still wrapped around her leg so she could bring her other paw around to wrap the smaller wolf up in a tight embrace, clutching him close and tight to her larger form. She let him hide away in her chest, cradling him with her head resting protectively over top of his and a furious, solicitous smolder in her mismatched eyes. "Those wolves lost the privilege to call themselves your family when they betrayed you like that, Segin," Em whispered, her voice just barely audible over the stream so only he would hear her words. They were meant for him alone. "I'm so glad Indigo found us both. I will never let anyone hurt you ever again, I vow it." Segin was such a treasure of a wolf. In one afternoon he had not only made her feel welcomed home, but he had also given her a purpose. She would defend him to her dying day; at all costs, Segin would never be harmed again.

"Emersyn"