weathered souls
05-18-2013, 10:08 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-18-2013, 10:09 PM by Bronze i.)
His words had left his tongue somewhat quickly, and he hoped Gerhardt would excuse the suddenness. Loccian's poor state had shaken the male slightly. He had never been good at being sympathetic. His entire being was slightly aloof at times, withdrawn and detached. Even with his own mate, at the loss of their son, he had been unable to console her. Instead he had retreated into the depths of his mind, drowning himself in sorrow and slowly becoming consumed with hatred and darkness. It was for this reason, and his obvious affection towards Loccian, that he wanted to help her. He couldn't bear to see her deteriorate any further. And yet he doubted that he alone could bring her back to reality, but he would try his hardest. "I understand your concern, but I do request you give her a bit more time," he spoke with the utmost respect, though concern shone fiercely in his brown eyes. "When she wakes up, I'll assure her that you're not upset and let her know you are ready if she needs anything." No smile of gratitude was given, but Bronze was never one for forced displays of emotion; a simple nod would suffice, expressing his gratitude. Tail flicked briefly behind him, seriousness visible on his features. "She seems to blame herself for her brother's death, but I suppose guilt is a natural stage of grieving.." The brute's mind seemed to wander briefly, but he sighed a bit, breaking his train of thought. "If you could see to it that a meal is brought for her, I would be grateful. The poor thing is starved. Don't worry about me, though." One thing that he had learned over the years was humility. He wondered if he would ever overcome that, even as he grew older and actually required help. For now, the man was intent on maintaining his stark independence. "But it seems as though you had something to discuss with me, as well -- may I inquire as to what that might be?" Head cocked a bit as he lifted his muzzle to gaze at Gerhardt. The man had consistently proved himself to be a fair and good leader, and Bronze was not at all uncomfortable with addressing him as something like an equal, with little inhibition albeit a polite sense of respect towards him. |
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