I'll paint you a dreamscape

Voltage would continue to hold her close, nuzzling into her fur and leaving kisses along her ears, cheeks and neck. He didn’t know that his question would bring another bought of sadness, he had assumed that perhaps it was a good story. Something that might bring a smile to her face. If it was so sad, why did she still wear it? But when he heard her soft voice, whispering the meaning behind the band, he would pause. An unknown emotion flooded him, and he wasn’t sure whether it was jealousy, sadness, anger, or a mix of the three. Instead he would hold her, still, unable to let her go, as he pushed his nose into her fur. He knew it wasn’t right to feel this way, to feel a possessiveness like this. It wasn’t healthy. But he could blame it on the fact that he just wanted her to be happy, and staying in this sadness was not helping her.

Instead, he sighed. ”I…didn’t know you two were engaged.” He whispered, sadness echoing his tones. Had it just gone over his head? Had he missed something she said? Or had he just…never connected the dots. He had assumed Solo was important to her in some way, but it certainly seemed that he held a key to her heart. A gentle sigh he’d nuzzle in close to her, glancing out the den entrance to where Freewing tweeted. ”I’m sorry, my little cloud.” He whispered. ”Such a heartache, I couldn’t imagine. You don’t know….where he went?” He would instantly nuzzle in tighter, kissing along her ears as if it were an apology for even asking. ”I’m sorry, I know this must be hard for you…the last thing I should be doing is digging it all up for you.” He apologized, deep in her fur, wanting even less now to let her go. Couldn’t they just spend the rest of their lives in this den? In each others arms, away from the lives they held? No, he couldn’t do that, especially not to his siblings, not at all.