For Valko. Even if we never got to know you, you were loved by many. We are all in mourning for you, not just your creators.🩵
You're stuck in the same spot. Looking out at the large floor to ceiling window of your living room as rain hits the glass pane, blurring the view of you orestinely manicured lawn.
It doesn't feel like your life. The news is still far too fresh. So all you can do, is stand and watch the rain pretending like your eyes don't burn and your throat doesn't have an uncomfortable lump stuck in it.
Xavier is the first one to finally approach you. He doesn't say anything, he simply stands next to you watching that same spot like it will borrow him the words he needs to make it all go away for you. Silence is all he gets back. So he reaches for your hand and squeezes. And your eyes become misty as you squeeze back.
"Sweetie," Sylus’s voice lands before his warm hand on your shoulder does. Your head shakes no as a reflex. No you don't want to look at either, no you can't look away, no it's not true but...
Rafayel’s arms wrap around you from behind and that's what does you in. No sound escapes your lips but your tears flow freely now. He rests his face in top of your head.
"It's gonna be okay cutie. Just let it out."
Sylus wipes the streaks from your face again and again. You're not sure how long the three of you stand like this. It could be minutes. It could be an hour.
"Come on," Xavier tugs your hand and leads you slowly away from the window.
Caleb is poking the logs in the fireplace and Zayne is already sitting on one of the armchairs, when he opens his arms you immediately settle on his lap.
The others sit down around the flame closeby.
"He always made the best steaks," Xavier says quietly and everyone nods along in agreement.
"He gave awesome cuddles too. You know, when he wasn't trying to use me like a dumbell for his stupid jock exercises," Rafayel adds in, his voice nearly cracking with grief.
"He always came with a plate of treats whenever I was stressed from one of my work cases. He could always sense it from the other side of the house," Zayne says quietly, a small barely there sad smile ghosting his lips.
"I'm gonna miss him and Caleb always play fighting," you sniff softly.
"Yeah... But I always won," Caleb chuckles weakly, picking at the rug as the memory plays fresh in his mind.
"That's because you cheated by using your evol," Sylus says, moving closer on the floor to the chair so he can rest his head on Zayne’s knee.
"I did not," Caleb immediately folds his arms defensively.
"Yes you did," you all chime in making him sigh.
"Fine. I cheated all the time. And he totally let me. That big lovable dummy."
"I'm gonna miss his tail wagging excitedly everytime we got into a cuddle pile," a fresh tear forms but Zayne brushes it off with a thumb before it can make its way down your cheek.
"Or how he'd nuzzle everyone to get his scent all over us."
The rest of the night you get to exchange stories about him and laugh at some memories. The night progresses and in the early hours, almost everyone is asleep after Caleb came back with pillows and blankets to form a nest. Him, Rafayel and Xavier whose intellect the middle are already out cold.
Zayne fell asleep still holding onto you keeping you tucked into him. It's just you and the very sleep deprived and eternally nocturnal Onychinus leader.
"Sylus, do you think Valko is in a better place?"
He lets out a long exhale, looking out at the window, the rain having cleared up to reveal a partially cloudy pitch black sky and a shiny round white moon in the distance.
"If heaven was real, then I think he would definitely be there. It's the only place suitable for a wolf like him."
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