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ooc: aww Sep <3
Her reply surprised him slightly. She'd taken his hand against as she spoke, and the warm of the palm was every bit as reassuring as her words. She believed in him. It was a strange concept - They'd only known each other a day! But Caillen couldn't verbalize how much the words meant to him. He'd never really had anyone believe in him before - They were always too busy trying to protect him, or trying to shelter him from the world beyond his own usually naive and merry mindset. But now Caillen knew the world, and knew that it was cruel to those who ventured out unprepared.
He felt Sepirah lick his cheek, and immediately blushed, trying hard to stop the goofy smile that wanted to spread about his maw. Now was not the time for big, silly smiles, just because she had given him a little friendly lick. Still, the youth felt some sort of resilience spread through him. If Sepirah thought he could make it through this, then surely he could. She didn't seem to be somebody who made wild guesses like that.
To his final question, she nodded against his shoulder, and Caillen felt that strange tingly warmth flow through him again. This can be our special meeting place. A smile tugged at his lips, and the boy let it grow slightly, shutting his blue eyes to hold the words more firmly within his mind. A special meeting place - A haven for him, perhaps. Someplace to go when the world outside got too cruel.
Speaking of cruel world, Sepirah's next words made his eyes open again, and a heavy weight like shackles fell about his heart. She was right - The world beyond the den, although sparkling and dripping with little crystals of water, was no longer filled with the sounds of the storm. The rain had stopped, and it was time for him to continue on his way. For a moment, the youth thought about staying here, with here - A stronger man might well have given in to temptation. But Caillen knew that he would never be truly happy again, not without sorting out the mess his life had become. He rose slowly, easing out from behind Sepirah, and then offered her a big hand to help her to her feet. "Yeah... I suppose so." His accented voice was saddened, and his fluffy tail drooped dejectedly. "I don't... I don't have anything tae give ye, Sepirah, but... You can take the stag I hunted, if you want. Take it back to your family - there is a lot of meat on it. I have no use fer it where I'm going." He hoped that she would take his offer, although he knew that the meat was not really as much of a gift as he would have liked to have given. Stooping to pick up his antlers, Caillen waited for her reply.
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