Lost little lamb

She heard his softer tones reaching out to her through the hood and she was able to look back at him. He was slowly approaching her in his soft expression and she melted into him. Ignita didn't mean to fall back on her old habits, he had been the one to reinforce them in the more recent past, but she had long forgiven him of that. Her freedom was still newly minted.

She buried her face into his fur as he scooped her up. They were out in the open. Was this what he wanted? With a shuddering sigh, she wiped her tears away, so tired of weeping over every minuscule thing.

"I'm okay. I just... I didn't realize." She hoped one day she could trust his movements when he surprised her. Play in the snow like the fresh young lovers they were. "I'm sorry I'm not as strong and confident as Hazel is."