Tenacity did not make up for everything Jael was lacking, though she would try and convince herself that it did. Sometimes the size of the dog in the fight has to matter. Injured or not, there are impracticalities to her condition that would last long after the injuries healed. For as independent as Jael fancies herself, maybe allowing herself to need him isn't the worst decision she's made lately.
And there it is-- we. It makes her heart warm, washing over her in a way that Jael can't really... can't really explain. Can't really describe. It went straight to her head and frankly? She'd let it. There was a smile playing on her lips, one that she was glad she didn't have to conceal from where she sat, perched atop the world.
The predators... the pack members. She shifted a bit, this time hiding her face against his shoulder. She wasn't afraid of them. Jael could handle them. Right? "I trust you to keep me safe from them." Not that she would go looking for trouble, but it was a vote of confidence on her part too. He'd done a good job of that so far, and Jael had every confidence that would persist. From the others, too. Shit, she really does need him already.
As her keepers, Gilgamesh and Modesty may join any of Jael’s threads if they deem necessary.
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