Memories and passings

He had not expected his words to leave her in tears, but sure enough to quivering drops of evidence would fall from her violet orbs. He would lean his forehead against hers, pushing the soft furs of his head to her and breathing in her scent. She felt so small and frail beneath his touch and all the urges that fallen away with their distance came back to him, all his strong protectiveness all his need to watch over and her and find a way to make her okay. God he felt so unbearably helpless. He would close his eyes and simply feel her presence, her warmth and all the aspects that made up her soul.



She would lean into him and he would welcome her acceptance of his support, would feel into the far reaches of his soul how grateful he was that she was his sister, a part of him. Her words however would cause a stir of annoyance inside of him, not at her, no, never at her. ?Ff anything ever threatens my family of course I would be there and my queen would understand? he whispered to her softly, after all he had still vowed to protect her, his twig.



Her next words would cause his paws to quiver a smudge beneath him. It felt almost like a goodbye, those three words and he found himself reaching for her more, putting his head over her neck and drawing her to him. He would be a part of her life for as long as they both lived, their would never be a goodbye between them. Her next words seemed to confirm that, believing in the forever that he too held. ?And I you, little Twig. I wish..? he trailed off.. he wished he could protect her from the world, but always something got in the way, something he could not fight would plague her.