[graves]

Originally Posted by jupiter

She was trying to help needle, what good was she doing by letting her see this mess? She was supposed to be strong, she was supposed to take care of needle; what was this? The mixed Somali took an uneasy breath and tried her best to calm herself down, sweeping her tail along her heels and stirring the dirt behind her trying to distract herself. Breathe. ‘ ‘ needle... ‘ ‘ she paused to draw in another shaky breath before gaining the courage to look back up at the jet black she cat. She knew needle was concerned, it wasn’t hard to tell with all things considered, the way she seemed almost lost for words, looming close and keeping herself as calm as she could. Although she could calm herself down perfectly fine the fact in itself that she was trying made her heart swell. Needlecry could feel empathy for someone, the next step was to expand that. She brushed the thought out of her mind before jerking back into reality, wiping a paw underneath her eyes. ‘ ‘ n- no... ‘ ‘ she began taking another shaky breath and adjusting to face her now. Divert the attention. truthfully it didn’t take much for blueberry to calm down, it only took her a span of 45 seconds to a minute, and than she was good until the next night, but somehow needle just seemed to be trumping her thoughts. The gentleness to her tone, the concern in her eyes and- ‘ ‘ n- no, it’s ok, sometimes we all just n- need a cry, right? ‘ ‘ she prompted, letting out a cough and shaking her head a few times to clear it.

she saw blueberry laugh, but there we no humor in it. no smiley blueberry anymore, the same smile that reminded needle why this was worth it. this.. she was crying, needle had never seen her blueberry cry. and it was obvious this hadnt been the first time. watching the tears stain her fur was foreign, almost odd to see her so sad. she shouldnt be dealing with alone - no one should. "blueberrytuft," she mumbled softly, using her full name. thats how you know needlecry was serious,"youre crying, ive never seen that before. i want to know whats wrong, i care," she mewed, concern obviously lacing her tone. she took a step forward, pressing herself into the mollys side to be as close as possible, a silent reassurance she was there. dont get it twisted, needlecry isnt good at helping people, especially crying ones, but there was something about blueberry that made all that awkward stiffness go away.