I hate it here

She flushed, embarrassed and angry and respectful, and could not say if it was embarrassment or anger that pooled in her cheeks. She opened her mouth to explain, but he was already moving on. Admonishing her for her sorrow and apologies. At first, she was indignant, though she couldn’t say why, but then he was explaining himself further. Explaining how he was grateful that she had quickened it. It eased something that had been sitting inside her chest since the day she had first seen him. It did not dissolve it, but it eased it, just a little.

“Askan Selwyn” she said softly, repeating his name. “You will not be forgotten. Is there…” she drew a paw through the dirt “anyone you would wish me to speak to, about your passing?” she asked softly. “I believe at least one escaped, but my father killed the rest.” She explained.

"Kitsune"