Letting Go [Joining/open]

The dame was not accustomed to breaking down. She was a powerful creature who even in the worst of times conveyed a smile and a soft wag of the tail. She buried her emotions between layers of fluff, letting them surface only when she was alone. She was determined never to be anyone's burden, but the pain in her heart, the wounds that she had allowed fester, they destroyed her now. Broke her down into nothing more than a sobbing mess of flesh and fur.

She heard the quite chuff. The soft call of her name, and she jumped, head spinning around from her fallen place amongst the snow. The familiar form of Ifrit approached her almost sullenly, tentatively. He lowered his maw to press his nose against her shoulder, moving to perch beside her, tail coiling around her side, shielding her from the elements, or at least attempting too.

His presence for one reason or another only made her cries increase. a pitiful, heart breaking sound erupted from her larynx and without thinking she buried her maw in the thick fur of his chest, crying hard enough to cause her form to shake. His presence both soothed and prolonged her tears. When she was finally able to speak past her cries she managed to squeak out an apology. "I'm sorry... I'm so so sorry."