Crashing Tides [open]

Was she a victim? Perhaps she had been, but not anymore. Her mind had coped with her losses, but she could have easily stopped it. How broken she was now was a product of her own doing. She had been to weak to cope and it had led to her ultimate downfall. His rumbling words and the soft nuzzle given her fur, brought a barely there smile to the corners of her maw. She would fight for him, if such a thing came to pass. She would have no problem doing as such. He broke their embrace bumping his forehead against her own, still speaking to her. She eyes him with apparent curiosity, her tones mumbled just loud enough for him to hear. "And how do you intend to heal a wound you cannot see?"