[If she could understand her, Allura would appreciate the words of wisdom, and even without them, the appreciation is there nonetheless. The wolf's comforting form, her whimpers and ear twitches convincing Allura that she is being heard beyond the simple companionship of a canine. She's found friends in stranger lifeforms, and there's something instinctive there that fills Allura with trust. The wolf came all this way in the winter and cold for her, after all.
Or maybe she's just so in need of a quiet, nonjudgmental ear, that's just what she wants to believe. Back on board her ship, she always had the mice to talk to, when things were too complicated or she was not ready to talk to Coran or the humans. Sometimes one just needs to talk and be listened to. Either way, she finds comfort in the gentle nose touches and the canine lap of a tongue over her hand.
Her wolf friend settles in and Allura, without really thinking about it, Allura turns on her side, curling into the warm fur, with one arm looped gently around the beast's side. From there, she can feel the gentle rise and fall of the creature's steady breathing and, when the wind dies down, a quiet heartbeat. It reminds her of being a child. Curling into her mother's embrace. There, she finally finds sleep, her inner demons kept at bay for at the night.]
(Feel free to jump ahead into morning unless you wanted anything to happen during the night that wakes them up!)]
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Or maybe she's just so in need of a quiet, nonjudgmental ear, that's just what she wants to believe. Back on board her ship, she always had the mice to talk to, when things were too complicated or she was not ready to talk to Coran or the humans. Sometimes one just needs to talk and be listened to. Either way, she finds comfort in the gentle nose touches and the canine lap of a tongue over her hand.
Her wolf friend settles in and Allura, without really thinking about it, Allura turns on her side, curling into the warm fur, with one arm looped gently around the beast's side. From there, she can feel the gentle rise and fall of the creature's steady breathing and, when the wind dies down, a quiet heartbeat. It reminds her of being a child. Curling into her mother's embrace. There, she finally finds sleep, her inner demons kept at bay for at the night.]
(Feel free to jump ahead into morning unless you wanted anything to happen during the night that wakes them up!)]