Let The Walls Fall Down

*Dayton* · 04-08-2014, 09:05 AM

The male struggled to stay still, listening with his full attention as the maiden began pouring her broken heart out to him. Her mate had abandoned her, left her for dead. Though Dayton hardly knew the girl, it made him furious to think of such a terrible thing befalling her. If he were larger and stronger and had skill in fighting, he would track her mate down and make him pay. But here he was, weak and fragile, with nothing to provide but a shoulder to cry on. And in this moment, that was enough.

The earthen boy started to feel more comfortable with her body against his, and the warmth began to spread. He prodded his nose against her cheek and found a stray tear, licking it dry without a second thought. Misha was closer to him than any wolf had been before - except, perhaps, his own sister. But she was dead now. Memories pressed at his barriers, threatening to break through again. "You aren't weighing me down, Misha. In fact, helping you makes me feel lighter. As you've probably guessed, I have troubles and pain of my own." He lowered his voice to a whisper and gave her cheek one more soft lick, though there were no tears to dry.

"Would it take your mind off of things if I shared my story with you?"

Walk.
"Talk."
Think.

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