She wanted to die. Crawl into a hole and never come out, wither away to nothing. And she tried in her body language to make herself smaller, tail kept tight against her backside, ears tucked seamlessly against her crown. She stood there, her legs unwilling to move, eyes unwilling to find Wardruna's own glued down to her paws.
But then a warmth overcame her, Sheauga's heart fluttered a soft lift in her breath as the larger woman leaned over top of her. Incasing her frozen body in a reassuring embrace. She felt the contact drape across her back and then Wardruna's jaw which pulled her in against her chest where she was.
The girl exhaled and leaned in, burying her nose into the cream and brown fur around her friends neck and chest.
And she would sit with her in silence, for as long as she needed.
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which means if it hasn't happened in a thread ─ it hasn't happened!
