Hushed Willows Trigger warning:Tonight, we're Fighting for our Lives

<3 Me too if i'm honest.

Reyson hadn't left then, until he had been forced down, close to death's door. And he wouldn't leave now. It was not the wolf he was. But it hurt, it hurt so much.

Reyson shifted and though he didn't want help, the exhaustion bled through into his movements, and he found his paws stung, as did his face. He licked along his muzzle and grunted at the salty traces of tears, and the bitter tang of metal. Most would be embarrassed, but honestly he was just too tired.

He leaned against him and spoke the only words he knew to say. I trust you more than you know Maxim.

Each Paw step his mind circled back to that day, the way they had all fought as much as they could. How each and every one had died. How Reyson had taken as many as he could with him. And then he too had laid down to die, but his body just wouldn't give out. How he wished for death, for months after, but he couldn't kill himself. Though he came so close, so many times. He always saw Amity's face, Rooks grin, Renauds sadness, begging him to keep on. So he did.

I haven't had an episode that bad in sometime. I didn't hurt you did i?