09-05-2019, 11:14 PM
Worm had been put laying comfortably on his deck when Moth's call reached his ears, and the hellhound blinked before lifting his head, vaguely confused at first. A therapy session. He had heard of them before, but talking about your feelings hadn't exactly been a big thing back in the pride, so it felt very odd to just be presented so plainly by Moth. Slowly getting up to his fluffy paws, the male moved down the deck and over to Moth's, his eyes catching on the pillows and fathered snacks, his heart sinking down somewhat in his chest as he thought back to the cuddle party that Moth had thrown what seemed like so, so long ago, when Poetking had still been around, and hadn't abandoned him and the medic. The chaser took a deep breath in through his nose and shook his head, his ears pinning back against his neck, before he moved over to where the female was sitting. He moved up to her with a small and vaguely broken smile, the male struggling to seem like he was doing fine with everything that had been going on. He leaned down to gently touch his nose to Moth's ear before moving to sit down with her. Despite what she may have thought, he knew that she had plenty to vent about as well, and she deserved support as well. Clearing his throat, the male barked softly at her as he smiled softly, "I'll participate, Moth... I've had a few things on my mind lately, unsurprisingly."
[glow=black,2,300]YOUR CHANNEL IS UNREACHABLE[/glow]
— Reggan