"Family. Together." He reaffirmed her words with a slight nod. Her situation was better in a way, Denzel thought, as horrible as it was: at least Blithra knew exactly why she had been singled out and forgotten and it would not have to niggle at her mind like a troublesome insect burrowing deeper into the conscience. The unknown was far, far more painful to deal with in that there was no answer either of them could ever produce and know for certain was true. Speculation, idle speculation . . .
But he did not have to do that as much anymore. Not if he now had a home to return to in this frost-covered, inhospitable realm. Not if he someone loving him and wanting him to live, even if it were only for petty reasons - even selfishness would be enough for him to still take breaths, to live for someone else was better than nothing. And so indeed as Blithra nuzzled him his sunken body softened, and Denzel leaned into her, eyes closing one more as he felt sleep taking him. "Together, we are family . . ."
|~| This'll wrap it up for me for now~ I'd be happy to have them continue in another rp, possibly meeting up with one of your wolves? |~|
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