State of my Head // Open

[T. ROUX]

THE GOLD IS SLEEPING IN THE RIVER

Losing family was familiar to Trygve, the feeling of loss still heavy on his heart and mind though the sound of snarling had grabbed the draconic boy's attention as his head lifted up from his paws. He had been laying within the jungle underneath one of the trees but hearing growling and the snapping of jaws made the boy slowly rise up, he had to make sure whoever was attacking wasn't one of his clanmates. So with a limping form, Trygve eventually made his way over to see both Jack and Kold there along with the body of an unknown canine. They were not familiar to him but by the look of it, they were someone close to Kold. Her mother. It made his heart ache at the sight though he nodded slowly in Jack's direction as he spoke.

Trygve felt hesitance in his next movements especially since pain usually blossomed from it, he would spread his only good wing and used it to provide some shade for the puppy only to murmur with a small frown "I'm sorry bout your mother," There wasn't much else that he could say, he was bad at comforting others or that's how he saw it for the most part, he bit the inside of his left cheek trying to think of what else to say. "But... I'll look out for ya," He decided to say at last with a weak smile tugging at his lips. That's the least he could do.

BUT THE FLOWER'S IN MY HAND
WITH A PALER LEAF AND BROKEN PETAL, I'LL PAINT THE KING AND QUEEN

— Reggan