Ouroboros Spine Be gentle little girl

Shikoba was doing a fine job. Amalia was just raw and emotionally. And taking everything personally. Though she supposed she had a right too at times.

Amalia shifted further into the she wolf beside her, head buried between arm and breast bone. Trying to stem the tears the continued to flow. The hug did more for her than anything else had and through raspy voice and tight throat.

Thank you.

Amalia would stay like that until her tears ran dry and when she felt good enough. She offer the huntress a hug and a lick to her chin in deference, and a watery smile. It felt good to have a mother's touch. Soothing.