yeah, he has no idea what to do, lmao
Alder looked back to the woman as her voice came forth. He stepped closer, concern and a hope to help written on his face and along the lines of his muscular form. He had the growing small parts of a plan to help her, and he was a bit confident that he could find her the help she needed if she was hurt. But then she said she wasn't, and he thought for a moment that perhaps someone was going to come and hurt her. His ears were flat against his skull, unable to hide his emotions well Alder showed his unease across his face. A frown was deep, unsure what he could do now. He was no fighter. The only thing that he knew he would do was tell Haven of this. Though it was not always best to involve his brother and new father, Alder knew that this was one of those times where he would certainly need to.
As Faryn explained a bit more, Alder grew even more confused. The youth had never been told about drugs, his mother had shielded him from such dangers. But he knew that addiction was bad, a vice that he was to stay away from and as her story unraveled and fell into the open cold space between them Alder grew even sadder for the young woman. The winter air seemed to creep under his thick pelt and touch his skin and cause him to chill and wish for the comfort of his home. The story was the most frightful thing he had ever heard in his sheltered life and Alder knew not how to process it.
He didn't understand how you could need something like that, a drug as she called it. It wasn't air or water or even food. None of it made sense in his small world. The mare was as uneasy as he was, her eyes were wide and she pawed at the ground. Alder hadn't the slightest idea of what to say to the woman, he didn't know where there was a healer here and how to save her from this fate. He was quiet for a long moment, then awkwardly replied. I'm sorry that happened to you.
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