Sleepy Fox Hollow Slippin' through dreamland like a tourist

He had a thin grin on his face as he watched her carefully; Taikon was quite curious what she would say now that he'd forced her to confront the other side of things. Her answer, however, surprised him. His head jerked lightly in appall and his expression tilted, puzzled.
Takiyok explained that indeed, she felt as though forced to return to the pack due to her illness. On her own, she would surely have perished in such a state. Taikon thought back and wondered if this was the core reason why she had seemed down when he'd first found her. He nodded, listening closely to her tale. You don't want to leave your son, he repeated back to her, nodding again. This was a very understandable reason for feeling conflicted. Where others might have the freedom to romp about and go wherever they pleased, she felt tied to her blood family.
That is torture, he empathized. But, he stopped here for a moment, looking at the ground. The white wolf was unsure if his understanding of the situation was enough to give advice or offer alternate perspective. He didn't like the idea of her living a life that did not feel like her own, however. You want to be with him, but if he knows you are unhappy, why does he insist on staying? This of course, broke the question war they had started. Taikon wanted to find a way for her to live freely, unchained. He frowned.