Thorfinn worried deeply for her, even the way that Sylvi whined for her. The pup could tell something was wrong but not what, she climbed up curling herself against Freya like the baby she is. Such a young tiny wolf, but she knew something was wrong, the smell off just enough to keep her from knowing just what was wrong.
"Take a breath." He spoke thinking more 'what would my father say?' The thought brought the words out. "Don't panic, just breath and try to feel." He spoke, the worry in his voice but his hold on her still firm. A hand moving up to craddle the back of her head.
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Date: 2017-01-03 09:09 pm (UTC)"Take a breath." He spoke thinking more 'what would my father say?' The thought brought the words out. "Don't panic, just breath and try to feel." He spoke, the worry in his voice but his hold on her still firm. A hand moving up to craddle the back of her head.