Chase the fear away

He could feel her starting to relax while he hugged her close. Eventually tension in her shoulders began to loosen as the little shakes from her sobs faded away and eventually the sniffles he heard mostly stopped as well. He didn't let go of her though even as she began to calm down. Even without knowing what was bothering her or what had caused her to react like this he knew he had to protect her from whatever unnamed force had done this. He had never seen her cry or even scared really, but now that he had he knew he hated it and he never wanted to let anything ever do this to her again.

When he asked if she wanted to talk about what was bothering her, she didn't really tell him but she didn't deny the offer either. Instead she apologized for waking him up again while she kept her head on his chest, her little paws holding on to his fur. "It's okay... Don't be sorry," he insisted. He would much rather have her wake him up than just lay here scared and crying on her own. Her next question completely caught him off guard though and made his brow furrow. Would he be sad if she died? Was that even really a question? "Of course I would be..." he said softly without hesitation, holding her tighter. He had a weird way of showing that he loved his sister some times considering his idea of fun was roughhousing and hunting, but he obviously loved her. "I'd be devastated if you died... You're my sister, I love you..." He looked down at her with confusion, adding, "Why do you ask...?"

"Arcturus Fatalis"