Stability
Reunited at last, that's what it felt like. It could have been only a few days and she probably would have felt that way. She was just so wrapped up in her joy of having seen him again. Her own misgivings about the future were kept at bay, what mattered was the here and now. She would wait for his response, wondering if she shouldn't have said anything. Maybe it was best if she didn't know of what was troubling him? But shouldn't she try and help him, at least be there to comfort and support him. She could at the very least listen to him, let him vent to her. Finally he drew away from her and she kept her gaze down, waiting. Had she made the wrong move? Finally he began speaking. The words hoarse and obviously pained. It struck her suddenly, he had lost his home. Her gaze snapped up. He continued to speak, opening his eyes, and she was struck by the sadness in them. She shook her head and rushed towards him, covering his cheek in licks. "Oh Rune." She gushed, "I am so sorry." She knew it wasn't enough; her sympathies weren't going to bring his home back. She was suddenly struck by the need to share her own problems with him, but wasn't sure if she should. She sighed and began in a whisper. "I know it's not the same-" She trailed off unsure before taking a deep breath and continuing in a hushed tone. "There is a pack to the north, and they are preparing for war with us here- and... I'm afraid." The last words were even quieter as she buried her face in his neck fur. |
