Let The Walls Fall Down

Misha nodded in reply. She would listen to his story and comfort him when he would need it as he had comforted her. She widened her eyes a bit when he licked her cheek a second time, blushing softly and smiling at the ground. Why had he done that? Why would anyone lick Misha? The small fae smiled at the thought. You're friends. That's what friends do. Misha nodded. Friend.. For the first time in forever, she wasn't alone. She had someone she could call a friend, a wolf to talk to, to socialize with, to even call a friend. Misha smiled up at Day. After all, when pain went down to the core, pain was pain.