Huntress' Homecoming
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WC: 500+, If you decide they should go sleep we’ll end it there, or they can chat a while longer if you like ^_^




Saxif pressed her face into the pups shoulder as she released her emotions. She gripped her side as though feeling smaller than the young girl in that moment. She had not cried like this since her best friend chose her sister over her and then too she had been comforted in the same manner. The feel of being rocked and comforted by this girl brought back the forgotten or blocked memory. She was comforted not by her uncle, her mother nor her father; the only one who knew of her pain was her guard. The youngest of the three had known she needed just what was provided to her in this particular moment of sadness. He had been with her when the argument erupted between herself and her friend Hillon. It had been the final of many determining factors that made her leave her home those short months back. Her guard was always there for her she realized in that moment, through everything he had always been there. It had been the thought that slowed her gasps and whimpers brought by the worry of her friend Shiloh. She had than similar hope of always having someone, not just in the pup but also in the pack. She would not be judged for weakness just that she was sad for her friend.

She felt exhausted by the overwhelming outburst, she knew it was best to allow the scarred female to heal. She would try to keep her distance and Saxif knew just how hard that would be. She had not made many good friends in the past but felt Shiloh was one of her best, it was why she wore the small-carved wolf around her neck. It was a strange idea because they had not spent a whole lot of time together but Saxif always went with her heart in matters such as this. Therefore she would wait, she would pray and she would follow any command given. She just hoped to be witness to the end of the creature if not brought by her bow. She knew her pack would not rest until this matter was dealt with and she was glad for that.

She realized she had stopped crying and looked at the pup with watery eyes and smiled a tiny smile. Thank you Ayasha, for staying with me. I know you must be exhausted, I am too. She slowly released the pup from her firm grip and carefully wobbled to a stand. If you would like an escort home or to complete your scout I’m more than happy to accompany you. It’s the least I can do. Saxif felt light as though everything that had happened in the past was momentarily gone, the emotions vented in that release. It was a good feeling even though her worry remained. She decided she needed to do this more often, to just let go. Everything that happened was out of her control so the best thing to do was move forward. She reached her hand down to help the girl rise.

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