Emberwood Closeness breeds familiarity

Their fadir had been sick and weak. He had been tired. He had been confused inthe end, but ever steadfast. Ever there. And even now the children of Gunnar Lodbruk still reeled, and missed him. Wished he was here.

Sven flinched. He knew how she felt. Had felt it. So without a thought he trailed forward to pull her into the tightest hug he could muster. IF she would let him. They could sit in their grief together. They could miss Fadir together.

Sven curled into her tightly. His voice soft and sad. I am okay Reverie. I've had time. You haven't are you okay? I know you miss him as much as us. Loved him as much as us, possibly more. you knew him longer.

He ran a muzzle along her shoulder if she'd allow any of these touches he wasn't sure. But he didn't know what else to do. His sister just found out their father was gone. He couldn't even imagine how awful that pain must be.