Hushed Willows you're gonna be a long time

he finds brilliance first, his gaze lingering on her visible ribs with concern -- there's no reason, as far as he knows, for her to be underfed; the pack is doing well despite him. "brillo," delight calls softly, afraid, maybe, to upset her with his presence, to damage her any more than he already has. after a moment he swallows that fear and moves closer, reaching out to gently press against the crown of her head, if she'll allow, adding, "do you want to take a walk with me and talk? maybe we can find your brother, too?" 

it's a start.