Zen
“ Somewhere just beyond my reach, There’s someone reaching back for me…”
I don’t know how deep is the wound, perhaps now I will be able to guess how deep it is by the pain when he presses the moss against it. I could see and nearly feel his own agitation. For a moment I swear he even seems to be a bit hesitant. I don’t know why. The big white warrior was agitated and I could understand. Well, I feel ashamed for so many things. I had been a princess, the third after my mother and father in a pack, not that I was too proud or anything, but… How could a princess not know how to defend herself? And the worst of all, Heyel had to come all the way from the safety of his den to save me. I didn’t mean to be so much trouble to him. When Heyel dropped the moss at my paws and remained sarcastic, I frowned. Not that I was angry or sad… I just think he is angry at me and he has all reasons to be, I don’t blame him.
His ears prickled forward in attention as I told him what to do. He listened carefully and allowed a smile to draw on his features. I wondered what was so amusing, but I was truly happy to see he was not so angry. His gaze fell upon the plant on the ground as my muzzle turned to take the bark in my mouth. My gaze returned to his form and I nodded. The moss is a strange plant that would suck the blood. Since there is no time, Heyel would have to press hard as I told him. This would slow the blood flow and the moss would suck the excess. Easy enough. Or at least I thought it would be so easy. Heyel shifted closer and I prepared myself. He thrust the moss against the wound and pressed firmly. The pain that shot through my body was much stronger than I expected. Ears instantly folded back, eyes shot closed and jaw biting hard around the bark in my mouth. I whimpered, fighting not to make it too loud and not to move much. The pain was too great. I guess… They managed to tear my muscle there. The wound was very deep. It didn’t take long until Heyel pressed harder. The pain was even worse, front paws moved to stretch in front of me. I still fought to keep myself still as he pressed. Heyel shifted to nearly curl around me, he held me and kept pressing the moss against the wound. Our body blended together, I could feel his warm touch against me. But for now, the pain overrun everything. Heyel spoke, I would chuckle if it wasn't for the pain I feel... I opened my eyes and looked at him. His violet eyes were beautiful in the moonlight... I could understand what he said, even with the moss in his mouth. I spit the bark out.
- Just until… the pain… grows weaker - I told him, my voice clear with pain.
By the time the pain grows weaker, the bleeding will have stopped. It won’t take too long. I waited, breathing heavily. I have never been harmed this badly, I don’t know if it is me or if it is the pain that is too strong. The pain grew weaker and weaker… It didn’t take more than a few minutes. My breathing grew slower as well. I could feel his warm touch. It is good and makes me feel better. I took just a little more before turning my head slowly and searching for his gaze.
- Uh… How is it looking there?... It feels much better. - I told him, trying to choose my words.
His touch felt… Uh… Nice… I didn’t want him to get up. I hoped he wouldn’t. I hoped he would stay a bit more. I waited for him to check if the bleeding already stopped. It should have stopped by now.
I reached up slowly and gave him a lick under his chin. My ears folded back delicately.
- Thank you.
How I wish to tell what I feel for him. But I am so afraid. I don’t know…
10 Years old | Lonely Wolfess | --28in/77lbs
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