#fiercefontana

[bearcaught]

❛ don’t be a stranger, okay? ❜ (from fiercefontana)

"it'll just be a week or two, promise. i'll text.. if i can remember how." when he was young, phones didn't exist yet - not like this anyway, so the concept of carrying one around with him was still .. new. but he was getting used to it, slowly - as he was to other things. he didn't remember much from before, so when he was brought to new haven, he truly did pass as one of the travelers.

[lionguarded]

🫂 (from fiercefontana & the physical touch love language meme)

Send 🫂 to hug my muse @fiercefontana

no longer a prisoner, yet some habits died hard & the stiffness in his joints that sometimes came upon him seemingly out of nowhere never ceased to amaze him, especially when someone - or something surprised him. soft noise left him when arms wrapped around him & breath was held for just a few seconds - until dawned on him who it was, who had rolled in to hug him out of the blue.

it wasn't like silas didn't revel in physical touch, like it fed him something food never could - the warmth his soul needed to thrive, no. he just had to get over himself & accept it. sometimes that took longer, sometimes it really didn't take long at all.

"what'd i do to earn that, huh?" he rumbled with a little smile playing around his lips. having this - friendship was still beyond words, beyond his own understanding, but he'd take it.

[wolfhealed]

❝ i don’t really like letting people see them. ❞ (from fiercefontana & the scars meme)

"you shouldn't hide them. they make you, you. they prove that despite everything you've been through..you're still here, you know? " vincent had his own scars, but he couldn't exactly say the same for himself. he hadn't earned his. they'd just happened, it hadn't been anything life-changing. he knew that that didn't go for linus. the guards deserved the utmost respect. they'd kept willowshire safe from danger, kept all of them safe in their home. no more guards, they didn't need guards anymore.

"if you ever wanna talk, or tell me.. i'm a pretty good listener." little smile, though a thought crossed his mind. it'd been a little over three weeks now & he'd learned quite a bit at the hospital. "i think there's a way to make them fade. if you want. i uh, i don't quite remember how, but i can ask. i think there's like salves for that now."

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[wolfhealed]

“ i’ve missed you. “ (from fiercefontana)

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"linus!" oh, a familiar face. bless mother nature for throwing him a lifeline when he needed it the most. he knew linus, more than just knew. vincent having been a healer had spent a lot of time around the guards back in willowshire. them & the lumberjacks were the ones to get hurt the most. sometimes hunters or the tradesmen, but they usually had healers with them - or preferred healers. vincent preferred watching over those who protected them.

beaming still, as he wrapped his arms around the other in utter excitement, he sighed softly. "thought it was just me... i've been trying to find anybody i know, but like.. this town is huge. have you seen liam? or... or my brother? anybody we know?"

[lionguarded]

❛ i’m fine. there’s nothing for you to worry about. ❜ (from fiercefontana)

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"you ain't lookin' fine." soft growl, or a grumble. probably something sounding like both, because silas didn't react kindly to distraught or hurt friends. when silas loved, he did so whole-heartedly. he could blame the fire in him for that, but he was oak. "what's goin' on, talk t'me?" didn't they ..share? linus was one of the very few people silas felt somewhat comfortable with when it came to sharing what he felt, at least sometimes.

[lionguarded]

day two after reuniting with his kind-of-not-really-mate & his cub, silas was calmer - much calmer, but still struggling with the concept of this new world they supposedly now lived in. he'd heard a lot of how to fit the travelers into their world, but only very little about how to get them back home. if they even planned to? this council everybody in new haven seemed to bow to reminded him a lot of the kings & queens in their lands. but he still had to meet the others. some of them, anyway. two, as he'd found out afterwards, worked together at the ...that.. the modern tailor.

dante had already been assigned a new workplace, while silas was given a week to get used to new haven before they'd bother him with that, which he was only partially okay with. he didn't like to sit idle. then again, he had sam. the little lioness had woken up in utter excitement, bouncing around the house, on their bed - with both him & dante still in it trying to sleep.

she was adjusting better than him... she was three fuckin' years old. maybe he was too old, maybe that was the issue. then again, she was two weeks ahead, so maybe he'd get used to ...all this. whatever it is. sam decided she wanted to go to the park, so they would. he got directions & thought that while at it, he could try to get a feel for his surroundings. he knew every inch of willowshire, every way in - every way out. if they were forced to stay, then he would know every inch of new haven. let sam drag him around town to see what the fuss was about.. sounded like a good idea.

new clothes.. were still ... new. but he didn't dislike them. the tailor had done quite well - together, sam & him looked like they'd never lived anywhere else before. the streets were definitely different, the houses were.. everything looked so different.

except for... one thing. one person. one face he thought he'd lost to magic when nobody had seen him - or knew him. first time he ever made a friend, mother nature decided to take that one from him. apparently not. down in a crouch, silas got his cub's attention, pointing at a very confused-looking fox in the middle of the road. "look, remember uncle linus? wanna go say hi?"

of course she did. little feet carried the little lion over & close enough to pounce.