Blacktail Deer Plateau Under the moons waning gaze

Blue was surprised as he leaned into her neck, but nevertheless pleased. She enjoyed the solace she could offer him, however minuscule. She felt his exhale more than heard it on the downy fur of her scruff. It was from the deepest recesses of his chest and it physically hurt.

Blue unsure what else to do leaned forward and nudged his shoulder gently and laid a paw across his own. She had momentarily thought of sliding under his head but decided against it because that would possibly irritate. She sighed at his next words and ran her muzzle across his shoulder and pulling back spoke softly I think we all wish we would have done more and the cold hard truth is that we all did the best that would could, but regardless it wasn't enough. You did all you could Atticus and you loved her with everything you had, you still do. That was more than enough and still you did more, you should not beat yourself up so.

she studied him the dark wanting to make all his pain go away even though she knew it was futile you couldn't make grief disappear so easily. No matter how much you wished it.