Aftermath

Walk | Talk | Think

The weather appeared to be growing worse outside of the den, rain beginning to fall and soak the wood they had been wandering through, worsening the longer it persisted and eventually even becoming an early snowstorm. What luck they had. If she had not suggested a place to rest then they were well could have been out in that mess, without anything to protect them from the cold. Klypso seemed surprisingly resilient despite not looking like much of a large, burly warrior. He might have shivered there where he was beside rhe majority of the storm, but he refused to move, claiming that he wa fine and perfectly content to stay there. Yin thought him a little crazy for it, but was admittedly impressed. Who knew he was stronger than he looked?

He shifted from his place and came a little closer, curling up on the floor of their makeshift den just beside her. His side was close to his, touching if only just, and she could tell now that she had been wrong in her concern. He was already dry, though his smaller size did seem to make the cold slip beneath his skin that much easier. But his own concern was not for himself. He did not say so aloud, nor did he make it painfully obvious, but she could see that he was going out of his way to ensure she was comfortable, offering her a what extra warmth he could without completely encroaching on her personal space. It was such a strange line that he walked, between being helpful and being respectful. It was almost amusing.

Yin questioned why she was there. Was it because she secretly wanted the company, a secret so well hidden that even she failed to take it as fact? Or did Klypso remind her so much of her brother that she felt obligated to stay with him and protect him? Her eyes watched him closely from where she lay, studying him as she remained quietly lost in thought. On impulse, the white wolf with the black tail scooted closer, pressing against her companion to both offer warmth and security. She was still not sure why she was being so uncharacteristically nice, but helpless to act otherwise she was forced just to go with it.