Bearclaw Valley If I was born a blackthorn tree

Her indignation quickly fell away; Aves had that effect on her. Specifically, his pain had that effect on her. He didn't have to say where his anger came from for her to know it in her heart because it came from his fear of losing her just as her actions had come from her fear of losing him. She closed her eyes and sighed, her face softening. 

She gently touched her forehead to his; there wasn't much affection she could offer him in his current condition. I know, she told him softly. She wished she could make him see it from her side, but she knew he was too stubborn. I am sorry that I scared you, she admitted softly. She would not regret her decision, no matter how much she felt for her husband, but the bruin-heart did not take any joy in upsetting him so much.