Syx distressed at her whining, whimpering softly back as he washed her face and pressed his body against hers. She meant the world to him no matter what shape she had. She was part of his home. Like Minion, he revolved around her movements in their lives like gravity. She was home. Where ever they were was home.
Never did he wasn’t her to be sad. His senses were thrown off in his wolf form, but as he washed her face he could tell it was far more complicated than just sad or happy tears. And pack… that seemed like a good word. He still wasn’t sure what sort of social groups his people formed, but the idea of having all his loved ones together, being near them in larger number than the standard human family unit… that sounded wonderful.
Much like Syx felt, Anna knew that it wasn’t this warehouse they lived in or whatever building they may live in that was home. It was the two people she shared it with, Syx himself that was her home and the love of her life. Remaining there with her arms around his body, she relished in the feeling of it all before realization that he had yet to change back came to her. Opening her eyes, ones that glowed a touch brighter before settling again. Pulling from him, she shifted to gingerly thread her fingers through his fur with a small smile.
“Can you shift?” She prompted, wondering if this was something that he was able to do now. She didn’t question why, she merely took it all in stride as she always did
Pressing into the warm comfort of his beloved’s embrace, Syx calmed considerably. He still felt horribly awkward in this form, but the panic had passed and Anna always smelled good. Better now.
As she spoke, he blinked up at her, fuzzy brows raised. He wasn’t even sure how he got this way much less how to get back to normal. He whined and shook his head. His attempt at a shrug just had him shaking his shoulders.
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