Hushed Willows I crumble underneath the weight

No bother at all, she murmured kindly, pressing her muzzle against the girl's shoulder. I'm happy to listen. It feels good, doesn't it, to get everything off your chest? She knew she always felt better after a good bout of emotion--whether that be sobbing uncontrollably or angrily stomping about. Better out in the open then bottled up inside.

Come to think of it, it had been a while since she had done any venting herself. She supposed there wasn't much to vent about, lately. Lily knew that made her incredibly lucky, but she didn't hold her breath--she knew misfortune could be lurking just in the shadows, ready to turn her life inside out.