Hushed Willows Are you coming home.

He gently pulled her close, his chin holding her against him in a silent embrace. He closed his eyes and fought against the tears, silently praying to his father wherever he was. He needed guidance, he needed help. He didn't know how to do this. He felt the rising panic and inhaled, breathing in Minnow's scent and getting what was probably the last traces of Aliac's scent. It calmed him, a feeling of peace settling into his mind. "I know it hurts...but one day it will get better. You have me and your brothers. We can be happy together" the words were both for her and for himself. He began to groom her, in long soothing strokes.