Hushed Willows I crumble underneath the weight

The sniffle caught her attention, and if that wasn't enough, the admittance to insomnia cemented it. Something was bothering Sif. Lily's eyes glowed like a hearth as she stared at the newcomer, ears pushed forward and friendly.

I'm sorry to hear that, love, she murmured, remembering Khali's struggles with sleep, not to mention her own. Nightmares so bad you deprived yourself of a necessity for life. . . She wouldn't wish it on her worst enemy. What's on your mind? You don't have to tell me everything, if you don't want, but I'd be happy to listen.

She sat down slowly, the gentle smile still painting her muzzle.