Fox's Glade ocean eyes

cole how i love you..

bearclaw hadn't sounded too different than kathhara, in principle. her people were deeply rooted, always helping one another, always protective and welcoming. certainly not as strong; they weren't known for their army, after all, but rather their gentle-naturedness, the type she carried with her so effortlessly. 

but she wasn't strong. not like cole, both physically and emotionally. she'd been sheltered and trimmed like a rose without any thorns; how could she possibly be a valuable asset to bearclaw? 

insecurity masked whatever happiness she was allowing herself to feel in his presence. she walked just a bit more timidly, unsure of herself, as she considered what he'd said. "i-i am not sure. there isn't much i can offer." she murmured dismissively.

honeyed words and friendly smiles could only get her so far. she couldn't hunt, couldn't fight...only mend, perhaps, but what if they were looking for steel, and not a healer? 

"it would be lovely, to be apart of something bigger again." less lonely. perhaps she could find her place in this world, blossom into the woman she'd once thought she'd be. confident and healing; soothing and dependable.