Hug it out

She really did love her brother. He was the most gentle and understanding of them all. She smiled as he rubbed her neck and assured her that it was fine and it wasn't her fault, but her gaze was still apologetic as she affectionately booped her nose gently against his before letting her paws slip away from his neck and she came to sit back on her haunches in front of him. "But it is my fault," she insisted mater of factly. She wanted to take responsibility for what she had done. She appreciated him trying to lessen her guilt or comfort her, but she wouldn't allow that this time. She fully understood what she had done now and she didn't want anything less than expressing how much guilt she felt over it. "I pushed Art away and I pushed you away. I pushed everyone away. I know you were just trying to help. I... I didn't mean to take it out on either of you so... I really am sorry."

She smiled again, her expression a little more shy this time as she grinned up at him. "Art and I made up last night. I um... I wanted to thank you also for making us talk. I don't know how long it would have been before I got up the courage to talk to him otherwise. I know it probably didn't seem like it helped at the time, but... I really owe this to you so... thank you." She watched his expressions curiously, genuinely hoping that he could forgive her and that she could make it up to him somehow. She'd do whatever it took to repair her relationship with her brother. He and Asla were the only siblings she had that she actually felt close to so the thought that she might have messed up their relationship hung heavy over her.

"Briar Fatalis"