Visions of Future [Tel]

Her suspicions were met with Ardyn's truth. He was overwhelmed. Tired. He felt all sorts of things that she wished she could help him with. She listened quietly, ears folding back a bit as he spoke. She didn't know how much he'd been feeling. How much he'd been harboring. Though his words did hold truth in them. Valhalla had become significantly quiet, and although she did see their packmates here and there, tending to their basic duties, she realized that she too, felt like she was living among strangers. Sure she knew their names and their faces, but beyond a select few, she hardly knew a thing about those she lived with.

She didn't feel like it was his fault, however. Despite his feeling that. She tried to help where she could, but she had to admit, it was exhausting sometimes. Gently she pressed her head into the thick fur on his neck, gazing up as she sighed. "I am sorry that you feel so much weight on you, Ardyn. And I wish there was something I could do to help ease that. I do not believe that you have failed. I don't know what it is...perhaps there is a lack of...something else for them. A lack of something to look forward to? I'm not sure. But you've done well in keeping Valhalla alive, even if it feels otherwise." As for the family part? She wasn't sure what to say regarding that, so she let him vent, and she did her best to offer him comfort.