09-28-2020, 11:04 PM
Asteri
Shocked, yet understanding was the thin wolf as she helplessly watched her friend struggle and fight unseen foes in their sleep. She was worried as well, but even she had once struggled against the tying vines of what she swore would be the death of her as she slept, but shaken awake by lightning to find that she was not trapped. Hearing their agony, her heart reached out to comfort, but her head only had her back away as they roared. Her heart forced her to step back into place, a worried whine, looking to Fakhira.
Hearing their sobs again, her heart leapt forward and her legs stepped back as they lumbered out, mistaking her for their late lover. Her heart and mind collided in a war between the wills, forcing her to stay still and keep her jaws tightly shut. She let them come to her, trying to settle the war between reason and emotion. They could have called her something completely different and she wouldn't have spoken up - her throat wouldn't allow it.
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗