a dreary late evening

Víðarr · 05-11-2023, 06:08 PM

Víðarr can smell blood now, given how close he stood. A knot in his stomach, he pulls Tenshi to his chest, to his shoulder. Holding her as tightly as he can manage in the moment before moving to wipe the trickle of blood from her forehead. There was damage, but he couldn't sort out the source. He didn't need to, though. Víðarr didn't need answers, he just needs her.

"Not allowed... who says?" He speaks softly, words rumbled for only Tenshi to hear. As gentle as the shadow is capable of being, given his clumsy nature. Tender, in all the ways he can be. Hattori said no, that's why she's out here. That's why she's set about smashing her antlers against the rocks, that's why she's out here like she is. It only leads Víðarr to squeeze her tighter, until she leans back to look at him. To look at him and to-- that paw was a threat, enough to make him feel a bit better given her current state.

"I promise, käraste. I promise." He leans to lick the space between her eyes. Granted, if she was going to fight him... that was okay, too. Fight him or whatever else she had in mind. From Tenshi? Víðarr could take it. He would take it. Anything for her.

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