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Kajika had only learned about her family and what had happened to them when she returned and while they had talked about it he hadn't pressed her for information. It wasn't his way as he had learned a long time ago it wasn't necessary. Not to mention he didn't like to be pressed for information so expected it was the same for others. She didn't share a whole lot more but he was empathetic toward what she had gone through, hadn't he after all in a way? It was different and similar at the same time which led him to asking how she had copied hoping it might help him to deal with what he was going through. It was then that she told him more about her family and what she had felt, how she had dealt with it. All of it seemed so similar to what he had done with Des in coping with with her disappearance. He listened as she spoke telling him more of the story but more importantly the feelings she had while it was all happening to her.
The nudge she gave him behind his ear when she had finished was a comfort, a gentle reminder that she was there for him. He turned to her and pressed his forehead into her scruff staying quiet for a moment as he processed all she said. Then he he was ready he pulled back to meet her gaze once more, “I wish you had spoken to me about this before, I might have been able to help but I understand if it's something you felt you needed to do on your own.” He also didn't want her to feel obligated to come to him if she wasn't ready to talk about something. “I did that for a long time with Des, holding out hope that she would return, that she hadn't left for good and perhaps she'd been sent on a scouting mission or was taking a little more time hunting. Then too much time had passed and my hope for her return started to wane.” He thought about her statement about no longer acknowledging her family seeming like she had moved on and again he couldn't help relating her words and situation to himself. “I think I did that to with her, put her in a safe place deep inside and not thinking about her and instead concentrating on the pack and you. It was only a few months before I met you that she was gone.” Then as she spoke about her brother's scent going cold and having to realize she wasn't ever going to see her family again he nodded. He understood, when he had realized Des’s scent was gone and there wasn't anything to follow to find her… He shook that out of his head,he couldn't think about it then, “Maybe I haven't ever given myself time to properly mourn her? Like you did with your family, maybe that's why it's coming back to me in this way.” She spoke of time being a great healer but that caused another question to arise, “How much time?” He asked a note of pleading in his tone, hope that she could give him some kind of answer as to how long he would feel as he did. “Is this all part of it? The feeling that I'm going crazy and there's nothing to do about it. Will it ever stop?” A note of a desperation for it to be over had entered his voice though he hadn't meant for it too.
His ears fell as she spoke the last words, “I just wish I knew what would help, hoping, giving up hope...I just don't know Moonshadow but I need to move on from this somehow.”
(This post was last modified: Jan 29, 2017, 07:26 PM by Kajika.)
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