Hideaway Strath 7 Deadly Sins

Towhee did the  deciding for him, her head shake had Rye quieting his mind withing moments. The stillness that resided in his mind was powerful, not a frantic thought or cautionary one passed through. His eyes looked at her own, his asking what was wrong. While his brows furrowed slightly with empathy. He was shocked to see her that upset, it wasn't something he saw everyday, deep within his body his guts twisted. He pulled himself closer, not by much but enough to invite her to him. It was a scary move for him he knew, he didn't want a repeat of last time and at surface level he hoped she wouldn't. 

Towhees words chilled Ryes skin, he could only think of the worst. Hearing the females cry of pain was both terrifying but heartbreaking. He couldn't begin to imagine her pain, he wanted to hug her but an invisible wall of past pains blocked him. He could only watch as she sunk back down from her painful high. He let her calm before he spoke, his voice caring, each word softer than a birds feather. "Towhee, hey, I know you're hurting but I need you to take a deep breath. Please?" He pleaded, his brows lifted and pushed themselves together while his eyes drew saftey within them. He wasn't going to let Towhee suffer, he understood he wouldn't get rid of the pain but he could ease it. 

"Listen, you raised that pup. She's got more of a chance at survival where ever she's at than any pup in this land. I know she's got other challenges accompanying her but you taught her how to move past them right?" He didn't know much about how Towhee raised her but he was sure she raised both kids to be tough and self reliant. If they were anything like Towhee, Rye genuinely feared for the forest rather than the pup.