03-16-2023, 10:39 PM
He had never been good at the whole comfort shtick. Nor had he ever had to deal with someone having a panic attack. The sounds of heaving breath were the first to reach the tom as he padded through the trees, coming back from wherever his wanderings had taken him after his recovery. A voice reached his ears, making him turn his head for the curiosity of it all. Was everything alright? Was someone injured? The labored breathing was enough of a warning and a tell-tale symbol that something was going on, and that it was late enough in the day to cause questions to come to mind.
Paws leading him in the direction of breath, Aesior would find himself presented with the shaken Corrupttimelines and his own daughter at his side. Faltering, the Luminary felt his ears lay back in an odd sense of concern. Was the other feline alright? Opening his mouth, the gray tabby paused, as if remembering he had no voice with which to express himself. Setting his mouth into a thin line as he inhaled, closing his eye and walking closer to sit down at the other's opposite side, across from Venemousimpulse. Settling in and tucking his tail, he would offer his tiny back to the other to lean against, lowering his head to his paws.
He could feel something building in his head and chest, something that caused his claws to slide from their sheaths and to attempt to press closer to Corrupttimelines, something that he couldn't name. He didn't want to name. Panic. And it was strong. Issuing a curt breath, he would turn his head to look at Cory with a raised eyebrow. Was it coming from him? Could it have been from the one time he had spoken into the other's mind? Sheathing his claws as he adjusted himself again, he lowered his ears slightly and made to nudge Cory, "Hey. You're gonna be okay.", he offered, reaching out gingerly with his mind and attempting to think the thoughts to the other along an imaginary crimson line.
Paws leading him in the direction of breath, Aesior would find himself presented with the shaken Corrupttimelines and his own daughter at his side. Faltering, the Luminary felt his ears lay back in an odd sense of concern. Was the other feline alright? Opening his mouth, the gray tabby paused, as if remembering he had no voice with which to express himself. Setting his mouth into a thin line as he inhaled, closing his eye and walking closer to sit down at the other's opposite side, across from Venemousimpulse. Settling in and tucking his tail, he would offer his tiny back to the other to lean against, lowering his head to his paws.
He could feel something building in his head and chest, something that caused his claws to slide from their sheaths and to attempt to press closer to Corrupttimelines, something that he couldn't name. He didn't want to name. Panic. And it was strong. Issuing a curt breath, he would turn his head to look at Cory with a raised eyebrow. Was it coming from him? Could it have been from the one time he had spoken into the other's mind? Sheathing his claws as he adjusted himself again, he lowered his ears slightly and made to nudge Cory, "Hey. You're gonna be okay.", he offered, reaching out gingerly with his mind and attempting to think the thoughts to the other along an imaginary crimson line.
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