Memories and passings

All there was in this moment, all their could ever be was Twig. With her scent all about him and her touch fulling in a way he was never complete without her. More then that was her presence, it enveloped him utterly and completely until his legs would tremble subtly beneath him and he wished that they could remain this way forever, glued to her side where he could best guard and protect her body and her heart. She would speak of his unfinished words, for her above any else knew in the harshness of the world that wishes did not come true. He buries his muzzle into the back of his neck, holding her to him with a sigh. ?Perhaps wishes don't work, but we do... and that will have to be enough for now? his soft words would utter.



She would speak again, but he would only tighten his unrelenting grip upon her, holding her as through he could push back her breaking heart, make whole what had been broken. ?I know beyond a doubt that you will Twig. I dare say you are the strongest of us? after all that she had been through, far worse then any else in the family for the family matters they had suffered together. This was different, this was all her world that was breaking in a way her family could not share in the pain. She had been through the most and she survived, and would continue to do so. Yes, she was the strongest of them all. ?Eat, little sister. I'll leave a prey here and find a Valhalla to bring it to your den, and you will eat it. Never forget I am no more then a call away? he would add, knowing that he was already stretching his limit of his time with her. Then he would release, his body would tremble with the effort of allowing her to go, but he would move back, and look into her eyes now.

"Speech"
'thoughts'