I need someone, not just anyone

He couldn’t really describe or fully comprehend the feelings that erupted in his chest every time he managed to make Gwynevere smile. He’d seen her half dead, scared, and at her lowest point of life. Ysmir was able to return her pretty smile to her face, the feeling that created in him was nearly overwhelming. There wasn’t anything like it. Gwyn lowered her marbled gaze as she interpreted him correctly and answered with timidness Ysmir didn’t often see in another wolf. She was endearing to a point the boy felt himself easily drawn to protect her. Maybe his debt was paid, but now he stayed at her side because he wished to.

Ysmir gave a soft nod and lowered his slightly bigger form next to hers, leaving enough space that she could close the rest of the distance between them, and he could just barely feel their sides touch. He was here for her, ready to protect her from whatever could come through those door. The Finnvi boy fell asleep after she did, remaining alert until her breathing softened to peaceful rhythmic breaths.

The boy was in deep sleep when the girl began to twitch in her sleep, plagued by nightmares of what had happened to her the day before. A sudden kick against his belly jostled him awake. It was by no means hard, but he was alert being in this new place. Sleeping with one eye open so to speak. Ysmir realized immediately that she was dreaming, having nightmares beside him. The boy whined softly, shifting himself so he was nuzzling her cheek. He placed one of his larger black paws over hers as he tried to ease her into wakefulness.