Cold Dreams
03-23-2014, 02:53 PM
She began to spew her woes like a fountain - but it wasn't something he was unfamiliar with. Somehow, his empathetic demeanor often made him into a sounding board for wolves' problems. He breathed slowly, evenly, letting her problems roll off of him like droplets of rain on a freshly waxed car. Oh, it was certainly easy to face problems when they weren't his own. She mentioned being a brood, and worrying that her pups would turn evil on her. It was a natural fear to have, but unsubstantiated. She seemed broken as she lay upon the earth and whimpered. "Esperanza, you needn't worry. Even if he does sire your children it is unlikely they could turn evil with a mother as kind as you." He felt the impulsive urge to make her feel better, to save her from her oppression and do justice by her. This urge was soon overwhelmed by his desire to do right by Raisa, which was apparently much stronger than the desire to help Esperanza. He breathed a sigh as she apologized for ranting. "It isn't the first time someone has shared their problems with me, and it won't be the last." He relaxed onto the earth in a laying position, a few feet away from her and facing in her direction. "Don't cry, I'm sure it will all get better." Truthfully, he wasn't so sure, but there was no reason to tell her that. It didn't seem as if her home were a peaceful place, and he knew that he would have to be wary of Glaciem in the future - but not of her. "Talk" "You" Think |