Wishing it would go away
| Avalon |
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She was taken aback and surprised at Arian's response. Her ears fell back, but not in fright. She felt as if she was being scolded, just as her mother had done when she was a child. She watched Arian carefully, taking into account every word and every action. Did she feel a need to protect her from what she felt? Gods, if there were any, help her. She couldn't even help herself, though she did admire Arian's determination. She grew fond of Arian in the short time she had met her, and Avalon was sure that she would come to want to protect her just as Arian wanted to do for her. Never had she felt like this before, nor known the protection of another since her father had been there. But...this was something she probably wanted. Probably needed. And she wouldn't push it away. "Arian I..." She shut her mouth, not sure but, at the same time sure about it. "Thank you." She was grateful, truly.
She remained lying where she was for a few moments before slowly pulling herself to her paws. She still wasn't quite tired yet, but it was because of her nightmares that kept her from the worlds of dreams. Shaking out her fur, she looked at Arian with gratitude and another look that could not be deciphered. She had offered her help, and in turn, Avalon would help her with whatever she could. She had grown to respect Arian, something that the younger woman truly deserved. "The others don't have to know what I store away in my den. Nor would it be their business." It was true to an extent. Avalon could be a private wolf if she so chose, but as it was, none of the others had tried to talk to her yet, so she didn't see any potential friends nor interest from them yet. Or if she ever would at the rate the pack was going. But at Arian's mention of them thinking she was a fool. Well, now it was Avalon's turn to burst out. "Don't you ever say that again, Arian." She growled lowly, the woman now standing tensed. She hated when others spoke of themselves negatively, and although she thought that of herself most times, she would not hear it from another. "You are strong. And if you believe yourself a fool, then what makes it so? That you think yourself weak? Incapable? You have nothing to prove, Arian. You've already done it. You stood when the world tried to keep you down, and you started for yourself and for others a life that no other could dream of. You have given more then you are capable of, and that has made you stronger then even myself."
She sat down, her fur prickled along her spine. "You're a fool for thinking you are one." |
