Hushed Willows Aren't you tired trying to fill that void?

unknowing of the gentle vision that had paraded through his mind during the ritual, teya found herself warming despite her earlier embarassment. the soft nature of his tone always gently insisted upon it. "maybe ... the forest. it welcome you back." he had come from here, hadn't he? then it was not just his transformation that had happened. 
but teya was not sure. neither did she want to assume. "brave." 
she was quiet then, not daring to look at him; they walked sidelong and in a brief silence before she tilted back her greyrust ears. "i think i ready."