My heart still beats.
12-05-2013, 08:34 PM
Walk | Talk | Think Rune was at a loss. Without knowing what had brought about the sudden waterworks or what he could possibly do or say to stop them, he felt helpless, useless. He was presently doing the only thing he could think to do and that was merely standing there with her and letting her cry against him, consoling her as well as he could with licks and nuzzled while he kept his neck wrapped over hers. Quietly he sighed, staring skyward questioningly. Not even Maia had cried this long when she had been upset. Whatever was bothering Alamea was certainly no small thing. And after a couple false starts she had finally composed herself enough to explain. It was as he had expected. The war had worn on her to the point of making her snap, losing the cool composure she typically possessed and turning her into a nervous wreck. And her worries were sound; if war had broken out like this, who was to say it might not happen again? "Don't worry," he said, his voice lifted though gently to be heard over hers as she confessed to thinking it no longer safe, "it will be." Quietly, to himself, he added, Even if I have to make it safe. He refused to mention to her the thought that had been crossing his mind of late, about how in comparison to her his own plans had started to pale, to mean less despite how set he had been on his goals before, and any doubt that he might have had, any hesitancy, vanished as she hinted toward the happenings with her brother. The fact he had not even known she had a brother was of less importance to the grey wolf as he tensed, brow furrowing darkly. She did not finish what she had been trying to say, but he hardly needed the full explanation. He was already furious, angry that anyone could have harmed her, in whatever manner, to the point that she could barely speak about it. And no doubt it did nothing to her already fractured nerves. "Shh, it's okay," he responded, attempting to keep his tone consoling though it was touched with a sternness that was not meant for her. He breathed deeply before drawing away, shifting just enough so that he could peer into her face. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you," he stated, gaze fiercely intense as he nearly rumbled his words. "I mean it. From now on, I'm going to be with you. You might not always see me, but I'll be there. You just call and I'll come running. Okay?" Without waiting for her answer, he shuffled a step forward again to wrap his neck over hers once more, surprised a little at himself and contemplating what this would mean for his future. No Tortuga. No home. But was it really home anymore? Placing a lick against Alamea's shoulder as much to comfort himself as to comfort her, he hoped his mother would understand. |
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