Wishing it would go away

She pressed tightly against her. Head shaking slightly, "No, you didn't wake me." She said simply. It was true. Avalon couldn't sleep to begin with, it wasn't her fault. She took in a deep breath, letting her fur relax so it wasn't standing on end. She was scared, yes. But she had to be calm for Arian's sake. Avalon knew all too well what she was going through, and it was hard doing it alone. So she'd stay, and allow the President to cry on her. She gently rested her head on Arian, hoping that the contact would comfort her, but she'd give her the time she needed to ease her mind. Taking in a deep breath to calm her previously racing heart, she waited.

"It'll.... pass I just.. have to calm down." She'd lift her head, looking at Arian steadily. Ready to step in again should she need it. The pair laid there for a few moments, Avalon not pressing her as to what caused her to fall into disrepair. Instead, allowing her to collect herself until she was ready. She'd glance up at the moon for a moment, it's rays shining upon them and illuminating them like ghosts. She felt like one sometimes. As if she were no more than a spirit wandering the earth without a purpose. But she had one, and she found that out upon coming to Sonticus. She looked back to Arian when the female shifted. Amber gaze locked on her blue gaze. She could see that the attack that took hold had left her tired. Struggling in a battle that you often lost, could do that to someone.

"I think.... I'm okay now." Avalon nosed her cheek, another attempt at comforting her as well as herself. Did others in the pack know about this? "I am lucky to have been passing at this time...I couldn't sleep. And it seems neither could you." She breathed a small sigh. "Does this happen often?"