Stone Circle instead of the cross, the Albatross, about my neck was hung

it was comforting to see another familiar face in her home. though they were not close, it did not mean they were not friends, at least, that is what krypton believed they were on terms wise, friends. however, everyone perceived everything differently, she would never know truly how gray took towards her.

his words were kind to her broken ears, she could only smile at him. "you are a sight for sore eyes," she practically whispered, seeing him step closer. his subtle touch was soft, though krypton felt like jumping out of her skin. close interaction like this hadn't been felt in what felt like years to her. she craved it, not romantically, more that is was friendship in a platonic way. 

she returned the gesture, taking in his scent softly and grazing his neck with her muzzle, nudging it. "you look well," she said hoarsely, wishing the same could be said about her. the former beta was nothing but skin and bones with scraggly and dirty fur. she was not a sight, that's for sure. "how have you been gray? everything all right?"