I need someone, not just anyone

Gwyn's shoulders relaxed a bit and she smiled softly to Ysmir's enthusiastic denial to the question of if he would have to go. He might see her as the selfless one, but he was the one that had stumbled upon her and had stopped everything to make sure she got home and agreed to stay with her just because she was scared. "I'm glad," she said softly just seconds before the door flew open and Ulric came striding in, worry creased across his face. Gwynevere shifted a bit so she could sit up slightly without moving her leg while Eilwen continued to stitch up the bite wounds. "I'm okay," she insisted before he could say anything and she saw the edge slightly dissipate from his worry. She had spent a lot of time around the Aegis since she became Seneschal so she was pretty adept at reading his expressions and his reactions to things. "What happened? Who is this?" he asked, giving Ysmir a glance.

"This is Ysmir, he's a friend of mine." Could she really call them friends after only meeting twice and both times only being because one of them was hurt? She glanced toward Ysmir at the thought, but she knew that he was the closest thing she had to a friend besides her siblings and perhaps Syanna or Lillith. Either way, she was glad he was here and she was more than willing to call him a friend if it would get Ulric to allow his presence here. Refocusing on the Aegis, she added, "I was attacked by a man out by the Cedar Falls while I was gathering herbs. He tossed me in the river, but Ysmir found me where I washed up on the shore and got me home." She didn't want to give Ulric more details than that - at least not right now. She knew she'd have to admit it to at least her mother and Artorias when he undoubtedly found out about about this.

Ulric shifted his gaze back to Ysmir again, saying, "Thank you for getting her back safely. Please stay as long as you need and be sure to take some supplies with you before you head home." Refocusing back onto Gwyn he added, "What did this man look like?" Gwyn sighed softly, her ears flicking back as she tried to recall more details than just the blood chilling grin and his sinister eyes beneath the skinned face of her mother... "He was big. Probably about the same size and build as you... Most of his coloring was a dark, slate blue with lighter gray markings and dark gray eyes." She turned her head away then, a silent plea to be left alone and that this was all she wanted to say. Luckily Ulric took the hint with a nod, rising to his paws. "I'll go out with Ezra and see if we can find any trace of him. You get some rest." With that Ulric left the room and they were alone again. Gwyn let out a slow sigh with the tension she hadn't realized she'd been holding while her alpha was here.

Eilwen finished up her work and fetched a couple of pain relieving herbs, placing them in front of Gwyn before going to perch on a near by headboard. Gwyn took the herbs without complaint, used to the bitter taste of herbs by now from all the time she spent preparing them. She was quiet for a while, settling her head on her paws and letting her eyes follow the slight silvery flecks of Ysmir's fur just to keep herself from thinking too deeply about what had happened just a few hours before. "He... He wasn't just some man," she admitted quietly, dipping her toes in the water of addressing things and using Ysmir as her confidant. Her marbled gaze shifted to look up at Ysmir's face again, uneasy and uncertain even as the words left her lips. "He said he was my brother... Not by blood, but by name and... and he said I wasn't worthy of it. He said I was weak and tormented me before he threw me in the river."

Gwynevere | Eilwen