Become The Same

Her gaze stayed down at her paws as Arcturus took hold of them and explained himself nearly the same story. And it was very similar and very heartbreaking. A girl to her mother, and a boy to his father. Vanille would never envy him for having more than her though. She didn't have the kind of dark heart to be jealous that he had a mother, and a sister, and an uncle. She had come to terms with being alone long ago or what felt like it. And she couldn't be more grateful for Arcturus sharing his life with her.

She still couldn't really bring herself to look back up at him, that fear of fully losing it still at the front of her mind. But her paws slowly drove forward to hug around his barrel under his arms while her cheek found comfort in the mane of his chest. That's where tears finally fell but neither one of them would know as she stayed still right there holding him. She had nothing really to say but she felt the same. She'd hurt for his loss just the same as her own. She did really care for him.

She stayed there for a moment, seeing nothing but his dark fur under the moonlight and hearing his breathing and the soft beating of his heart. She finally carefully pulled her face back to look up at him, her eyes flicking over his face with the remnants of her tears down her cheeks. Her nose was dangerously close to his, but she wouldn't push forward. As if she didn't know how. But would either of them know? She did feel this pull, this urge to connect their lips, but she didn't. Instead stayed there just gently looking up and down the bridge of his nose.

"Vanille"
Base By WatermelonCreature