Duskfire Glacier through the darkness

blackfell settles carefully beside her, body firm, solid, protective. voice drops to a gentle rasp, soft only for her ears.
always.
he curls himself around her, a fortress against the cold, the pain—against all threats, seen or unseen. muzzle brushes tenderly along her temple, breathing slow, even, matching hers. he holds her like he can shield her from the world itself.
rest. i'm here.