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[Ygritte]

She would have him crash into her a million times over if it only meant to be in his embrace. The mare attempts to remain strong but she can not hold back the wetness that spilled from her eyes and dampens his skin. Thank goodness he had scooped her close for her legs had given out against him (whether it was by for of physical strength or by emotion drain) but she will take any and all of it. "Kreios, Kreios, Kreios." Her lips murmur the words like a prayer against his spotted skin. The mud clotted mare thought she would never see him against and allows the sobs rack her body as she can not hold it any longer. Her body leans into his as her withers shake with the heave of tears.

When they tears subside, she pulls back just enough to cover the dampness of her tears on his skin with her kisses, his neck and cheeks and lips. "I was so scared." She whispers gently between to him, peeling back her mask of confidence and exposing the vulnerability that she harbored. "What do we do, my love?" Where are the children...the Falls?" She tries to regain her composure but she stays touching her mate, not wanting to leave the warmth of his skin and so she opts to just remain where she is and speaking gently against him, feeling his heart beat against her chest, comforting her with each thud.