Broken Boulder let me count the ways

His eyes looked off as he recalled the situation, wondering how best to present it to Eris. Ebony lips drew together tightly before parting again to speak.

Try to comfort. Ulf's voice grew hushed as if he was telling a secret because he sort of was. He was trusting Eris to understand and perhaps help even if he felt awkward talking about it. Crawl under Alarian. Grooming...comfort. He stressed the word for Ulf had felt comfort and had hoped he had been returning comfort before the gold-kissed male had so quickly pulled away. Suddenly Alarian not like. His brows pinched together as he looked over Eris. Hopefully he had explained it enough.