Hushed Willows Are you coming home.

He couldn't help it, he lifted his chin and tucked it over her small frame a few tears of his own dripping to the floor of the den. He fought to swallow down the lump in his throat and gently rocked her back and forth, silent for a long while before speaking again. "When I was able your age, younger maybe I lost my mom. She had run away and never came back. We never knew what happened. I know it hurts...it's confusing but...Im gonna do what I can to make it easier. How about tomorrow i take you for a walk, we can explore somewhere new?" maybe showing her he understood would help. After all...Sunny understood loss all too well, more than any wolf should ever have to.