This fragile bird
04-28-2014, 05:40 PM
He watched her closely, he didn't miss her flinch away and that stopped any movement he could make in its tracks. Gods, he was scaring her . How could be so daft?! His soft blue eyes didn't leave hers, he wasn't backing away now. As she collapsed to the ground he fought every instinct in him to run to her side, instead remaining where he was- he was simply terrified that she'd be more frightened by any movement. Instead, at his distance, he lowered himself to the ground slowly- shrinking his towering size to the earth to make himself appear less threatening, and he watched her, waiting for her to speak on her own time.
When she spoke, he felt his blood run cold. She didn't have to say the words for him to get a mental picture of what had happened, and he felt anger at the man who had hurt the poor lady in front of him. When she spoke and said she was pregnant, his soft blue gaze flicked to her stomach. Sure enough, there was something slightly different about her scent now- he wasn't sure why he hadn't picked up on that before. She sobbed, and he felt his heart shatter for her. There was nothing he could say or do to make it any better. He searched for words and could find none for the moment- instead he slowly extended his paw, closer to the dame, but not touching her- should she seek to make contact on her own for support. "I am so sorry, Emer." He whispered, his eyes shining with the sincerity of his words. He didn't know what else to say. What could he say to take away the sting of her attacker, when she would be left with such a permanent reminder of his presence?
He longed to move closer to her- even though he didn't know her well enough for any physical contact, seeing her sobbing and broken made him want to comfort her. He didn't want to frighten her though, and he feared any movement beside his extended paw- would terrify her. What could he do? He had to do something? He felt helpless, though it didn't show in his gaze- no, if the woman looked at him all she'd she is the unconditional support and care that a friend could offer. Now, he'd sit in silence, waiting to see if she wanted to talk further about it- giving her a chance to vent.