Northstar Vale Ima be a love you 'til the day I die kinda man

Reyson had noticed swiftly that his little healer, was growing sadder as each day passed, and it drove him mad with worry and fear. Fear was not something he was entirely used to and it made his heart squeeze painfully. He was afraid that she would tell him it wasn't worth it, that her mental anguish couldn't take it and quite frankly he wanted to find the ass that had hurt her and rip his face off.

Reyson saw her come and an alarm bell went off in his head. She had a dullness to her, that he didn't like. He leaned forward to gently press against her head and lift her chin with his own. Large paw going to one side of her as he looked down at her.

Hello. I brought you a gift, but are you feeling alright Meadow? You look sad or sick.

He had been taught to observe and frankly Meadow wore her emotions on her face, she was expressive and he always knew when something bothered her.