Larksong Grotto defuse your private bomb

-edits in a quick ending-

In this Tezca seemed utterly useless. At least he kept talking, sputtering nonsense she wouldn't believe if anyone had told her the same. Whether it helped on not, she had no idea as the boy sank to the ground and curled inwards upon himself. She sighed inwardly. If this boy, this male, was out of it? Why should she care what became of him?

Tezca seemed to care and for whatever reason she and her sisters were currently trying to stay in his good favor. She didn't understand it, and likely never wolf, but she could follow orders for a time and humor the situation.

Words seemed lost on this one. What was left were action in the form of comfort and reassurance. Both were things she was terrible at and did not wish to do. "Lay with him," she prompted. Tezca could do the work here since he appeared to be at an impasse. "Like a mother would cuddle their pup."

"I'll be back." She turned then, moving towards the entrance of this hole to see if there was anything close that might be of some assistance to them.

Upon her return, she found both of them to be missing. Perhaps they'd moved this conversation elsewhere. She had no idea. What she did know, was that she was not going to stick around to wait for their return. With a huff, Citali left the area to tend to other things.