I still feel...creepy, and yet, being this way is only right. I cannot argue it. She has lured me in the moment I saw her at the willow tree. There were so many around that day, and yet it was she who took a part of me and kept it. I cannot explain it. I just know that I must be near her when she is sad, for I feel it across the universe. It seems crazy, it seems insane, for a shadow such as myself to feel this way. I wonder...maybe hope, that she feels the same way too, yet I know I am not worthy of her embrace.

I watch over her with my one golden eye, seeing her expression as she notices me breathing heavily. I did indeed run here, my legs do indeed ache from non-stop movement. I...had to. She called me without me even hearing it. I do not know how, I just know it happened. I am hoping that she will not be scared of me, or hate me for coming when she is sad. I just want to make the sad go away. I want to absorb it all for her so she doesn't have to feel it. I had spoken and she had listened. The look in her orange eyes is heartbreaking, and I feel even more drawn to her. My dark silver paw takes one step forward, towards her form but I stop myself from going closer. I...I don't know her. I can't just walk up to her and comfort her. I lick my nose nervously, whining myself as I look down upon her sad form. How...how do I stop it? How do I stop the sad? I have no idea, and I hate being so...powerless.

I do feel that, somehow, me coming here as helped her, even in the slightest. She is still sad, yes, she still is, but I feel that she is...maybe better. Like she is slightly relieved to not be...alone. I am so good at being alone, blending with the world around me so as to basically not exist. I was an outcast from my family, torn apart by my own sister, not spoken to by my own father, and my mother didn't even bother to see me when I was stolen to Diveen. I feel as if, I am truely alone in this world, until I met this girl here. I know...that even though I fight to be alone, that I am never so. I always feel her, despite being far away. Always. I am never alone for she is within me...and this is where I start to feel slightly creepy, slightly crazy again, for how could such a thing be possible? How could one so isolated as myself feel so strongly for one I met once?

I watch as she cleans up her face with her paws, my own form leaning forward a bit, trying to get a better look at her face. I only have one eye, and I have to make the most of it. She speaks, however, and it causes me to push back a bit, my ears falling back when she admits that she is, indeed, sad. I whine again, because...because I am not helping. I am failing her already. I gulp as I lick my nose again and she admits that she lost...her daughter? I know little on how this world works, I do however know she is young...not...sexually mature yet, at least that is what the scent tells me. Females wolves all hae different scents, but there is a scent that comes with a certain age and she...doesn't have it. I am confused by her words, but if she says it is so, than it is so. She lost her daughter. My silver lips frowned, not knowing what to say or do to help her. I just...stand here, with my breathing calming after a moment of rest.

I am surprised by her movements though. The girl stands up, and she moves slowly towards me. I...feel drawn to her as she does so. Is she coming to me? Is it me, or is it something behind me? I am but a shadow, I have never been touched by anyone but my family. One of darkness cannot be graced with the embrace of light, and yet I find my paws moving forward one more step again. She put her nose under mine, and I can feel nothing but a bliss, and wholeness I have never felt before, from this one simple touch. I am tense at first, but I soon melt away. I move in closer, allowing my chest to touch her gently, my own muzzle moving to nudge her neck in a sad attempt at comforting her. I do not know what I am doing, I just know that, maybe, it will make her feel better, knowing that I am here. Touch, it may be a comforting thing to others. She came to me for it, maybe...I don't know. I am always full of doubt as it is.

"She...lost. We go find?"

I say it softly as not to startle her away, at least I try. I don't talk a lot and I don't have the best control over my voice. I stand close to her, and I will wait for her words if she decides to give me any more. I am not sure about her daughter, if she could be found, but I am the shadow. I know where the best of hiding places are, the crevaces and nooks that many look over. Maybe, her daughter is just hiding in the shadows like I did. But maybe I am wrong. Creatures like Caligula roam the earth, violent wolves that wish others harm for no reason other than their own pleasure. I know the world is a cruel place, and I wish to only keep that cruelty away from Ever.
Three Years - Loved by None - Following Everchime