Her touch was so soft. It almost made him believe things could actually be alright again. She always promoted that feeling, and her confirming words that he was not going back to that horrible, horrible man made his heart flutter with something good rather than bad. Flooding eyes rose to look at the woman’s delicate face. The face he loved with all the power a heart could love. She was her mother and father and friend. It seemed his world chose girls to be his saviours. Catalyst with her pretty doll face. Cercelee with her cold yet warm eyes. Alexey with her loving heart and caring soul. They were all individuals the boy already loved. He wanted Alexey Koios to be his mommy. He wanted as badly as anything he’d ever wanted. It hurt. Everything hurt. His nose was full of the stench of his own fear, clogged by snot and tears and blood. He imagined he was a disgusting sight.
The woman’s gentle fingers brushed his wet cheeks, and he found it easier to calm down when she touched him. If she did not want him to cry then he would do his best not to. It was a promise. An audible inhale was heard when the female’s last words sounded. A light blush brushed his face gently, and the boy had to look away, but could not hide the blooming smile that immediately started to stretch across his cream and copper face. He could be both strong and be a man at the same time! He could, he knew he could! Conor’s tail immediately started to wag, but the pain in his bum (which had almost been forgotten in all this) shot up a few additional levels because of the movement. ”Oww, my bum hurts.” the boy complained before he could realize what exactly it was he had said.