Her voice soothes him. He feels his muscles relax, and his mind come at ease. But before she had spoken, he had observed the anxiety clear as day across her exquisite facial features. And then before he knew it, she was closing her eyes, taking a deep breath- and reopening them to gaze back upon him with a look of relief that washed away her anxiety. And then she smiled. Sen felt his heart stutter within his chest, and as she murmured his name, he broke his reserve. With grace and speed, he closed the distance between them, his more slender and lithe frame saddling up along side her own. It did not matter that she was heavy with a litter, or that she might have found someone. She was here now, and the pale boy refused to allow her to slip away again. Making sure to catch her lavender gaze with his own, he held it as such, refusing to look away or draw his attention elsewhere. Hush was here, and he would be damned if he would miss a second with her.
"Hush," he did not speak, nor question her name this time. He murmured it, much as she had, in the way they both had a tendency of doing, and he felt himself return her smile at the simple sound of it. Just as his own eyes had given him away, so did hers as questions ran through her own head. Tilting his slender skull ever so slightly to the right, he watched her, wondering if she would voice her curiosity, but never did, and so he did not ask. Not yet. They were only just reuiniting, after all, after what felt like an eternity though it had only been a short while. Regardless of that fact, Sen was more than overjoyed to be close to her again, to be with her, to see her, breathe her in- intoxicate himself with her.
His ears swiveled and perked forward at the sound of her voice once again, more than eager to listen to anything she had to say to him. She told him that there was no one. She told him that she was fine. The first fact had a weight lifting off Sen's shoulders, but at the same time an uneasy feeling that blossomed within the pit of his stomach. If there was no one.. who was there to take care of her? Who was there to look after her? To make sure none were harmed- both Hush, and her children. Her children. At the sudden thought that had just run through his head, Sen felt his gaze turn down upon her stomach, quiet wonder and spectulation shining across bright and pale violet irises. They must be beautiful.
When she spoke yet again, it had his attention snapping back up to her face. That beautiful, exquisite, lovely face of hers. She had mentioned his face, and how good it was to see it again. It caught him off guard, and he found himself giving her a rather shy and sheepish smile. So she might feel what he did, after all.. the thought had his breath catching in his throat, but he quickly composed himself. And when he noted the way she glanced away from him, the first time since spotting him, beside closing her eyes, he pressed forward. Leaning toward her, he slid his muzzle beneath her own, applying gentle pressure in order to get her to turn back to him, and so he could once again see her eyes. Upon doing so, the sight of tears within her gaze brought out yet another whine.
"I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. Stay with me, please." He had meant to ask what was the matter, but instead, an entirely different array of words slipped past his lips. He felt momentarily embarassed by his own honesty, but then focusing on her expression brought him back to the present. He wanted to make her happy. He wanted to comfort her, protect her, keep her safe. He wanted her to smile, and most of all- he wanted her to stay.
how do you go back when everything
you have ever known is dead and gone |