Verdigris Ravine us weirdos have to stick together, right?

kusuma spoke more than he had heard. zoug was quiet. she wanted to be apart from them for her own feeling of safety. this he understood.

her frustration was clear. he did not know how to comfort her, and so only sat straight-backed and stiff with indignation on her behalf. 

kusuma trusted him.

"i find you," zoug grunted, answering her need for shadows, the pain she had faced, and the support she accepted from him with his rumble of assurance that he would provide.