The Hand You've Been Dealt

He was still too young to feel any true desire under him, but being here with Azzie like this, taking her kisses and returning the affection, it did soothe him. She was the closest being to him. Just moments before she stole his lips he felt like she was the only thing he needed. He still felt like that now but the harsh, rejected, and unwanted feelings left behind by his father were completely drowned while all he had was Azzurra in these moments.

He was less breathless than she was when she parted, but he didn't feel any different than herself. Maybe it was just that strong, protective wall he had surrounding him and his siblings. But inside himself was the foreign melting, needing feeling inside under the exterior.

His own paws pulled her in tighter, even if that was nearly impossible. His head and neck embraced her own as he tried to comfort her and himself the best he could, "I will always be here Azzie." He would from now on stay here in her den along side her. Because he did need her as much as she needed him, and he wouldn't have wanted his life in the ruin it was any other way than it was right now.

"Balthier"