Luce purred, a soothing rhythm that rumbled through her chest, she coiled her body around the tiny pup, blanketing him with her tail, shielding him entirely from the outside world. The poor thing... he held so much anger, so much sadness, it reminded her of herself. Of course she had been dropped into the heart of France, roped into pulling heavy artillery across the snow, she had never known her parents, she fought to the death for her food, and the humans beat her senseless. Cracked bones, torn muscles, gaping wounds... she had survived it all and had come out of it with a severe addiction to poppy seeds... opium, but as a child she had been hateful, angry, pissed, and the injustice he spoke of was one of the reasons she had left Valhalla. It was good that she had chosen to stay away.
"Regardless of who in your family has denied you, it is wrong. You deserve to be treated just as well as your sisters. They are foolish and ignorant to treat you so harshly." She smiled as he pulled away from her fore limb, his large blinking up at her in confusion before he buried his maw into her coat, hiding his face from her obviously touched by her words, her tail flipped to allow her maw into the cocoon of warmth she had created for him. She wondered if he had ever felt the gentle embrace of another? He seemed so utterly taken by her, did anyone offer him the time of day? A strange sense of protectiveness fell over the dame and Luce wasn't entirely sure what in the hell it was, for now, she would ignore it.
"Do not despair sweetheart, I speak only truth. You needn't hide your emotions from me." Her jaws slid open, soft pink tongue gliding across the top of his head between his ears, her heart beating an ever steady rhythm against his cheek.