Before the dame buried her face into the boys chest, she saw the anger flair in the young one. Her heart skipped a beat, a seed of fear was planted in her chest. Colten was growing attached, as was she. No matter how hard she had fought against it, she too felt herself growing closer to him as well. She was afraid to lose those close to her, just as Colten was as well. Her body shook as the boy curled closer around him, and she wiggled herself out so that she could look at him. Ekko's pale eyes were starting to fill with tears, the fear making her ears flatten against her head. "C-colten?" she stuttered, searching his face for something -- anything. "I'm... scared," her voice was low, pleading. Ekko's gaze cast away from his face, sniffling to try and stop the tears from falling. "I... I can't lose someone else close to me. I..." she stopped, looking back at the young boy. Did he understand the depth of her loss?
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