My Dear Daughter

He would quickly come to envelope her in warmth, his slightly musky scent would fill her nostrils as she leaned into his touch. Grey fur would mingle with white as her father lowered himself to the ground next to her. His soothing voice would shush her concerns, bring emotion to his eyes that she would have rarely seen in him. He would feel the loss as she did, a lost child to her and to him. Her eyes would fall shut once more as the large male would easily ease her tremors, a relief of having her parent back would overtake the woman's senses. He was here, but just a kiss upon her wound would not so easily mend her broken heart. "It hurts, dad. More than I ever thought I could hurt." she would whimper as she curled tighter into his side. "I feel like I failed her," she would feel her tears resurfacing as she confessed such sins to her father. "There's a hole in my chest and it doesn't feel like it will ever close." her voice was like a breath as she clung to her father's side.?