07-08-2020, 10:49 PM
Aurum nearly jumped out of his fur when Delilah's voice broke through the calm air, despite the fact that her tone was warm, and gentle. He simply hadn't been expecting it, too entranced by the creatures wildly beating their wings to hold themselves afloat all around him. Sometimes he felt a little bit like them, rapidly beating his own wings in order to avoid being drowned in a mountain of his worries, and his grief. It seemed as though Delilah understood, considering the context of her motherly words when she continued. It didn't surprise him that she held such a tone, considering her practice with Flint, and many others. It actually served to remind him of V, causing yet another soft ache within his chest to emerge. He shoved the woman who was like an adoptive mother to him from his mind, filing that thought for another day, when he could face it more properly. Facing Delilah, he rumbled as he focused his gaze downwards, on n orange butterfly that had come to rest on one of his large paws, "...It is. I'm doing my best to cope, though. I wouldn't be of much use to Tanglewood if I was depressed all the time, now would I be...?" He trailed off for a moment, his one eyed gaze still focused intensely on the orange butterfly, its coloration reminding him far too much of his sister's soft pelt. He muttered, his voice cracking, "I miss her."
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— Reggan