A frown crossed Xen's face as he adjusts his leg. "I don't think that was his intention," He explained calmly. Reaching out toward her, he almost touched Foxfoot, but decided better of it and pulled his hand away. "Is there anything I can do to help?" His heart was breaking for her, breaking for this sweet blue haired girl.


Whisper merely smiled and hugged him tightly.

(OOC: I think part of your post got cut off, so there's not much else I can do for Whisper at the moment.)

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