Chimera Fields The echoes of the fallen

He didn’t say anything immediately, letting a sweet silence fall between them, filled only with the quiet sounds of the field and their shared breathing; his ever so slightly louder than hers. There was a vulnerability in her words, a willingness he didn't see in most, and he let his eyes flutter closed for the smallest of moments in recognition. He understood, completely.

His voice now was warm, filled with a lazy gravel. "Good." He responded, before he drew himself to all four of his paws, shaking off the complacency that'd begun to cling to his thick pelt like briars.

Dusk, slowly, had descended into nightfall the longer they had spent time in the fields. Before long, the stars would dot the expanse above and the sun would be replaced by the moon. Luhtar offered her a wag of his tail, head tilting as he moved to walk past her.

"You would walk home with me?" His question held a gentleness to it, reserved only for her in this moment. It felt only right to escort her back after the small, miniscule vulnerability she had trusted him with. "Or, you will stay longer?"