Pressed into Blu he felt safe- sane, even, for the first time in a long time. He wrapped his own right paw around her, and squeezed her into him tightly. Her words fell upon on his ears, and she spoke with such determination that he wanted desperately to believe her. When she spoke of the first time that they met, a small smile crept upon his jaws. He had been running through the Valhallan, then called Starlite, territory, just enjoying the sereneness of it, when his leg had caught on a rock and he had tumbled down the hill and into the lake. He had met Blitzkrieg then, and Blu for the first time ever. Even then, he knew he wanted to get to know the shy lady.
She said what had happened to him- to them hadn?t been their fault, rather she pointed it out as if it was the fault of the fates. Letting out a sigh, he looked down into her golden orbs and smiled slightly. He paused before speaking, staring down into her eyes as he took in a deep breath.
? Valhalla isn?t the pack I used to know.? He agreed quietly. It was true, Aislyn?s behavior hadn?t been typical of the pack he had grown to know. It had been almost vile.
?I hate that you have been chased away from your home, Blu. Aislyn only was angry at me, you don?t have to follow me, you know.? He spoke these words at a hoarse whisper, hoping she wouldn?t take them seriously, but he still felt the need to say them.
