Sunbeam Lair broken down and dirty

A tiny smile was painted on his coal black muzzle when she sounded so defensive of him. Usually he was seen as big and strong- both mentally and physically. He was supposed to protect her, yet it was going the other way around. When she began her longer rant, his ears slowly perked, tail wagging excitedly above an injured limb. He did not know how to feel- didn't know what to think. When she said she had screamed for him- he felt worse than ever. Please, don't say that.

He placed a loving lick in her neck. It makes me feel useless when I hear I wasn't there for you. He embraced her slowly, broken leg held high as he leaned a little against her. Avannon... He breathed out, his voice one of a man head over heels. If Ezimette had went forward- he could do too. He had realized even with Vector in his head that life without Avannon would be dull- he needed her more than anything. You know... We could make it out of here when my leg is useful again...