Letting Go [Joining/open]

Her sobs would not cease, her body wracked in horrible tremors. She wasn't sure how long she buried her face in his broad chest, bawling until her heart could no longer bleed, but she knew that it was longer than a few scarce moments. She had not realized how long she had buried her beloved beneath layers of denial, and now it all came festering to surface. Minutes, hours, days... time ceased to exist. Ifrit's words fell on deaf ears.

Finally, slowly, her sobs ceased, her tears dried up and her body stopped its horrific quaking. For several long moments, she made no sound, merely breathed and absorbed the touch, the warmth of another. It had been so long since she had allowed anyone near her and she could hear his heartbeat steadily drumming against his chest. She breathed him in, savoring the comfort and warmth he offered her.

Finally, she dipped her head, drawing away from his chest, paws would rise to wipe the tear stains from her fur, before she dragged her legs beneath her and forced herself to stand. She felt as weak and winded as a newborn kitten, but she knew she could carry her own, should Crusade need her to prove her worth. Insomnia was far from weak... no matter how pitiful she had appeared a few scarce moments before.

She took a heavy, steadying breath as she pondered what to same to the massive male. Out of everyone she could have broken down in front of, why did it have to be him? If she had earned any respect in his book she had successfully shattered it she was sure. He was a stoic warrior and possibly one of the few wolves who even knew her name... mo matter how he struggled to pronounce it. "For being so... pathetic. I never cry, haven't in quite some time. Thank you, truly."