Bearclaw Valley stay close with your wounded eyes

twitch let his words settle between them, watching the way his eyes flicked between the sky and her, like he was searching for something in both. she didn’t press.

“mm,” she hummed, noncommittal, shifting her weight from one paw to the other. “me either.” for very different reasons, she assumed. she wasn’t sure why she'd even come out, why she lingered instead of retreating into the comfort of solitude. maybe it was because cole wasn’t asking for anything or trying to fix anything. just existing, the same way she was.

after a pause, she jerked her head toward the dark stretch of land beyond them, a silent invitation. c'mon, then. whether he took the offer or not, she was already moving, slow but steady.