[Her heart descends at the sight of him, and she hopes her eyes won't betray this. God that she is, even she isn't brimming over with ego enough to fool herself that she can keep everyone safe. Making him feel pitied won't do him any favors.
He's so frail, though, that she minds herself, becomes steadier in disposition, slows the swinging of her tail. And he gazes at her, and she gazes back neutrally—as neutrally as she can, awaiting recognition, and there it is. He acknowledges her, and her ears collapse, grateful mother. The stretch of whine that sings out of her between them is unhelped. She wants to go to him, but she doesn't want to force it.
So she drops to sit, strained, her limbs vibrating, and again whines, and voicelessly demands him to invite her nearer.]
hi!! thankkk you! AND NO THEON ;____;
He's so frail, though, that she minds herself, becomes steadier in disposition, slows the swinging of her tail. And he gazes at her, and she gazes back neutrally—as neutrally as she can, awaiting recognition, and there it is. He acknowledges her, and her ears collapse, grateful mother. The stretch of whine that sings out of her between them is unhelped. She wants to go to him, but she doesn't want to force it.
So she drops to sit, strained, her limbs vibrating, and again whines, and voicelessly demands him to invite her nearer.]