thank you!! 
The only one to ever question the relationship of the two females had been Strel, but the male was overly observant and had seen the painting that Mati had done of Cambria. The picture gave away a lot of the feelings that Mati held for the girl, feelings that she had expressed through paint before she could even come to admit and understand. Fingers laced through the thick mane of waves that fell below her shoulders and gave Ghita a nod. There were so many things that could have gone wrong, so many things that could have happened that would have left the entire pack devastated. It would have broken her, if Mati was certain of one thing it was that fact.
And you’ll be healed before you know it. Mati said with a forced hopefulness. She could not believe that it would be easy or that the time would just fly by. It would be a long road to recovery for the broken legged female, and Mati could not shake the feeling of responsibility that had latched onto her the moment the devastation had begun. It was now her job to make it right, and she planned to help make Ghita as comfortable as she could.
Passing the love of all things creative to another wolf was a dream of the Church fey’s, and by doing so she would be fulfilling two of her responsibilities. Giving something that might just take Ghita’s mind off of her immobile boredom and spread the joy of artistic expression. Mati smiled, her tail moving slowly in a excited gentle wag. With practice I don’t know why not. Her affirmation came with a smile. Here, I’ll go and get one. Mati spoke as she hopped out of her chair with new motivation, fueled by the idea that she could do something for Ghita that would help in the healing progress, and something that others might not think to offer.
Paws carried her lightly and quickly, the sketch pad in her hand along with two sharp pencils. Her room was not far from the common living space and it only took her a moment or two to return to Ghita’s side. Its been used, She explained as she sat down and handed her the pad of paper. It was old and tattered at some of the corners and of course held a few of her own sketches but, its not bad though, only a few of my studies. Violet eyes looked to the other female, wondering if the initial excitement would continue.
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