angels don't fly
#7
THEY SHOULD BE FRANDSSS Big Grin

Being overly trusting must've been her flaw, yet how could she not trust Toby? This aspect comforted her, reassuring the young hybrid that she was okay. Tucked into his strong arms, instinctually Selene was calmed. There was nothing more that she could think of that would soothe her as so. She remembered Fritz's vow to kill him, and a pang of fear crept into her heart. That wasn't valid, that wasn't even remotely just. The young hybrid would have to tell the great dane, that everything was settled, and fixed. Black gloved arms wrapped lightly around him, large ears flattening softly as he began to tear up, a small hand delicately resting on his shoulder. He didn't need to cry, and nor did the girl need to see him in a way so upset. 

Toby was forgiven, it hadn't been his fault entirely. Sure it had been his body, yet in his mind he was different. A monster. But that wasn't even comparable to the gentle, soothing side of him. It's fine... Her own soft voice cooed, closing her crimson eyes. The day was so tiring...How much more could she handle? A yawn slipped past a black splashed muzzle, glad that he had apologized about everything. If there had been comparing to the things that had upset her, what Fang had done had not been that bad. Not worthy of holding a grudge. But Hadley and Ismeme...Sel was rather sure both of them would never hold a forgiven place in her heart. Softly, her head was pushed into his chest, intent on comforting the conflicted man. It'll all be alright... Sel whispered, You'll see.


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