Sunshine

Phoebe would blink with surprise as Conan leaned forward to bury his face into the fur on her chest, tipping her head to look down at him. His touch made that warm blush come back to her face, which in itself was confusing enough. She was no stranger to men's touch, but it was a whole new experience with him and she couldn't figure out why. Then he began to speak and she listened closely, her ears pointed forward to catch every word. Her expression softened as he spoke, each word touching something inside her, but she didn't know how to react.

I'm protective towards those close to me and yet I have no family or real friends to speak of...until maybe now... A small smile smile tugged at her muzzle and she curved her neck to gently lick the top of his head. "You're a good wolf, Conan. Much better than myself," she replied softly, her voice hoarse with tears she didn't realize were forming in the corners of her eyes. "You don't want to be my friend. I'm selfish and vain and honestly wouldn't have dared to do what you just did for me..." Her eyes squeezed shut, the tears there running down her cheeks as rough, terrifying emotions welled up in her. It took all of her willpower to keep from trembling. Phoebe had never dared go beneath the very top layer of her emotions and how that she had she was terrified. "I'm not someone you want in your life, Conan." her voice was barely a whisper, still keeping her eyes closed so she wouldn't have to see his reaction.



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