Novacaine

Mariah felt the raw emotion roll off him in waves, his grief and guilt manifesting in heartbreaking sobs that made her own heart feel heavy. The pain he carried was tangible, a living entity that gripped his soul with merciless intensity. Each shuddering breath he took echoed within the confines of the den, a testament to the trauma etched deep within his being. Something she had never seen of him before. She could practically feel his memories, dark and ruthless, and they were laying siege to his sanity, threatening to pull him under their weight.

Yet amidst the tempest of his torment, she remained steadfast, her arms wrapped protectively around him like a shield. Her voice was a soft whisper against his fur, a beacon of solace in the midst of his storm. She murmured soothing words, her tone as serene as the still ocean on a moonlit night, hoping to steer him towards calmer waters. "Caedes," It’s okay. she cooed gently, stroking his matted fur, rhythmically and softly, trying to anchor him in the present moment, away from the tormenting grasps of whatever had him.

She stole a glance up at him for a moment, before settling her cheek against his chest once more. “Can you tell me about it?” Can you tell me anything?

"Mariah Mendacium"