Without you there

He was recovering however slowly, though he was surely almost healed by now. He would soon return to his family's side where he belonged. No more reclusion to keep the sickness away. He could touch Novella again without fear of bringing her harm. He knew how her parents were doing, she told him on her daily visits to his hermit like den. He wasn't sure they would recover and as he heard the call of his name and the pain in his wife's voice he could easily guess what she'd come to say.

He'd feel emotion fill up within himself as well, though he wouldn't allow it to overwhelm him until she'd confirmed it. However as she rushed to his side he knew there was no denying his thoughts. A sadness would fall over him, he'd not started off on a good note with the two wolves but they'd come to understand and trust each other, Dutiron had even willingly blessed their marriage. He knew they emotions that Novella would be feeling, and with out saying a word he would hold her close. He'd pull her head close to his chest, whispering softly to her. A sweet tune his mother had sung for him, and that he found himself humming to their children. It was all he could think to do. She would be able to cry her tears on him for as long as she needed.