Peace Offering

Sirius

They lapsed into silence after that, and he was all too sure that her family was now present in her mind. Partly his fault, but he hadn’t invited her on this outing. She’d shoved her own face into his business, so it wasn’t his fault if she got bit. But the silence sunk into them, and he knew how it felt. To retreat inside yourself. To feel the missing presence of the people that used to be there.

They were almost at the top of the mountain now, and the wind was really starting to bite at them. He thought of her words, of being accustomed to a different climate. His mouth set in a grim line, and he gently eased himself out of the fluffy cheetah coat. “Here, but if you get it dirty I’m taking it out of your hide.” He warned her, and placed the coat of his wife over her shoulders. His heart squeezing so tight in his chest that spots danced in front of his vision. Then it was over her shoulders, and he was stepping back, breathing a little quickly. The scent of Zee was long gone from it, or he wouldn’t have been strong enough to offer it. Many nights he had spent with it wrapped around his paws, breathing in the scent of it. Gone. Gone, and he wondered if he would forget what she had smelled like.

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Peace Offering

Sirius

Sirius