She stood there, facing away from the man, her sensitive ears cringing at the sound of his huff. Some deeper part of her knew he probably wouldn't hurt her, that all this would seem silly to him. Sadly that part was buried under fear, and this ridiculous conflict of reason and emotion kept her rooted firmly to the earth. The sound of his deep voice speaking her name sent an involuntary bristle down her spine. It was like electricity; terrifying, chilling, and yet there was no malice to it this time. Her body and face burned as Aeus spoke, and she only turned further from him; unable to bring herself to meet his gaze. She wanted to bolt and she wanted to turn to him, and the two could not reconcile. There she stood, burning up and yet frozen. Between shame and fear, reason and panic, past and present. How stupid and broken I must seem to him! Her thoughts thundered with her pulse. And suddenly, there was peace.
”I promise you, I wish you no harm.” All grew silent inside her, and the poor battered girl forced herself to turn. Her eyes were glossy, but no tears had fallen, and her fur settled along her spine. Not a soul had ever said those words, let alone to her. Not even her dear brother could promise her safety beside him. He'd been commanded to attack her before, and at risk of his own punishment, followed through. Rae could not blame him, but it was a strange and alien thing for a stranger to promise her this on a whim. This was how she'd always wanted her pack to be... The man offered a smile, and she instantly felt childish before his dark imposing form. She looked down, her ears pressing backward. He probably thought of her as a child by this point anyway. What a pathetic fool you are, her mind chided. Raela wanted to speak, but found her mouth dry and jaw still tense. Thankfully, her packmate seemed not to require anything more from her, and peacefully turned to eating while she stood there like an idiot.
He stopped after a few moments, non-verbally inviting her to finish it off. She seemed to snap out of her frozen state long enough to bow her head in thanks and move forward. She no longer felt fear of retaliation in his presence, but finished the meal quickly regardless. A question flowed from the brute's maw just as she rose to her feet. First 'darling,' now 'my dear'... a shy smile crept across her muzzle once more, and she managed to bring her golden eyes up to his again. ”We should,” she replied with a step toward the den. Before they had moved very far, her ears slumped once again and she choked out further speech. ”Oh, and thank you, Aeus.” She spoke quietly, avoiding his eyes. As to what for she did not specify. Outwardly, she meant the food, and suspected he would understand; but really the woman wanted to thank him for his words, and could not outright say it. If she was lucky, he would pick up on both, but not make a big deal out of it. She was far to anxious and shy to handle that right now.
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