He would stay by her side, this girl whose friendship he had so easily gotten caught up in. there was something about her that made everything right when he was by her side, even in the sadness of her grief that he too easily shared. He knew that this friendship was everything that tied him to this life, this pack, this land. She had become one of the biggest parts of his life, so much so that his need to be by her side frightened him. His need, the one that wanted him to always be beside her would almost frightened her if it hadn't been so sweet.
Her voice would speak out again, and he would hold her all that tighter, hold her and mumer his lips against her ears, wanting and needing her to be alright. But thought of the girl she had lost, thoughts of this Fern where deep inside him as well. He had an odd image of what it would have been like if she had been there with them. Of their night by the lake watching the meteor, he could almost taste her scent in his image, feel her presence there as a little light beside them full of puppy joy. He ached to be the one to teach her, to show her this world beside's her mother... but it was nothing more then a dream, for this girl was lost to them.
So he would hold Twig instead, hold her and whisper to her and wish for a bright world where she could grow and recover and find again a happiness worth living for. ?Well, you'll never have to face it alone ? and that was all he could promise her.
