Hushed Willows Letting my mind get the best of me.

“Yes, it is,” Reina chuckled. 


She hummed her sympathy, though it truly would have been empathy if the red woman were to divulge that she, too, felt overwhelmed. It was easy to place herself in Minnow’s paws and knew that, if the rolls were reversed, she would ask for someone to be her sounding board. 

And, isn’t this what she was made for; a role that involves caring for others’ health and, even, mental well being? She felt the need to come closer to the woman and laid herself down. Might as well get comfortable.

Blue eyes softened as she nodded for Minnow to go on. “I will listen—if that is something you feel you need. You ask a question of me, or seek advice, I will give what I can. This is a safe space, free of judgment. Know that, Minnow.”

Her healer heart warred with her mind, she had to admit that only to herself. She did not want to come between something that which she couldn’t control, but her mind was jealous, yes, but also…sad. Hurt that Tuft would turn from her. But, she knew, it wasn’t to be helped.