This fragile bird

*Valerius* · 05-03-2014, 03:20 PM

Silence. No words or emotions, nothing spoken from either of the wolves for several moments. What did you say when you confessed something so obscene? What did you say to someone who had been so bitterly hurt? Chocolate lids fluttered over his blue eyes, and he lowered his head, resting it on the paw that remained close to him. He didn't know what to do? Could he really do anything to help her? Could he do anything to make it better? He laid on the dirt, taking steady breath's his eyes never wavering from her- the look in them: intense sympathy. His tail moved slightly in the leaves behind him, and then he grew still again. He wondered what the dame was thinking about.

Valerius had seen a lot of blood shed and horror in his lifetime, such were the memories and trauma, that any gladiator would witness in their lives. Though he had spent a lot of time with his mother before leaving, he still had learned to fight and thus had witnessed a lot of carnage. The silence between them seemed thick to him, he felt likes he needed to say something. His tan lined jaws parted, and closed quickly. What could he say to her? Giving up, on not saying the right thing he spoke, "Emer, I'll do whatever you need or want to help you. I'm so very sorry no one was there when this happened to you, but I'm here now." His voice was so soft, so kind. "What can I do? If it's help you hunt, guard your den day and night, just be here, just listen... anything. Just tell me what you need."

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