Emberwood Walking and the sky keeps falling down

I suppose so, she said against his fur, her breaths still uneven as she tried to recover from her crying. Her eyes were puffy and her throat was dry, and she cleared it a little, still holding herself against him. She was silent for a while, not moving but also no longer crying. She felt as though she had cried years worth of tears into his coat and had been unable to stop until there were no more left. She drew in a deep breath. Thank you, she offered finally. Then she lowered her head to rest it partially on her leg and partially on his. She was exhausted from the trip, from everything that had happened, and now from letting out all that she had been keeping inside. But she was also content, and she felt safe as she always did with Taikon. Even strong wolves like herself needed to feel safe, especially when showing such a vulnerable side. She drew in another deep breath and released it slowly through her nose. Her eyes lids grew so heavy that she eventually lost the battle to stay awake, falling into a more quiet and tranquil sleep than she had experienced in a quite a while.