2nd Roar [Voice/Action] More like a Whimper

[pantheraleo]

[Ever since his arrival to Luceti Simba has been plagued with occasional nightmares. However, lately they've been getting worse and more frequent. In House 45, some whimpering and moaning can be heard from where Simba usually sleeps on the floor. His legs twitch as if he's running in his dreams, and eventually wakes up screaming.]

NOOOOOOOO!

[He looks around in a panic, ears plastered against his head as he pants. Eventually he realizes where he has and starts to calm down. Using a paw to brush some tears away, his eyes then fall on his nearby journal. Needing someone to talk to, he pulls it over and opens it up. It's really early in the morning at this point and he's not sure if anyone will be awake but... he'll try anyway. He stammers a bit as he talks to the book.]

Is anyone there?

Comments

[spohkh]

[Spock fully wraps his arm around Simba....Spock likes cats... and tries so sooth the youth as much as a Vulcan can.]

It is okay to grieve small one, give yourself this time. However, blaming yourself will only fill you with guilt... and that will ultimately cease the growth that is essential to living a prosperous life.
You can be a 'living legacy' to your father by simply being who you are and all that it entails. Do not be afraid to live because others' no longer have that option.

[Spock's voice is a little gruff, but nothing that would give away the emotional turmoil that is brewing in his own mind... to grieve... that is a concept that is quite alien to Vulcans.]

[pantheraleo]

[Whether or not Spock's voice shows it, Simba is still able to pick up on the emotion that the Vulcan is trying to hide. Animals are good at that, after all. So the cub puts a paw, and buries his face, on Spock's side when the arm is around him. A tear slips down his cheek and he sniffles.]

I... I'll try.

;_; *sniff sniff* /sob

[spohkh]

[Spock gives in to impulse and gathers the lion cub into his arms, cradling him against his chest and holds him....]

[pantheraleo]

[There is no more need for words, and Simba just snuggles against Spock as he's gathered into his arms. Sometimes you just need a good hug.]

[spohkh]

[Spock rests one of his hands on Simba's head and sends waves of calm and assurance through the connection.]

You are not alone small one.... I grieve with thee.

[pantheraleo]

[Spock's touch is soothing and Simba quietly calms down, his tears ceasing. And eventually, the little cub even falls asleep in the Vulcan's arms.]

OMG!!!!!!!!!! XDDDDDDD sooooo freakin' cute! XD

[spohkh]

[Spock, noticing that the cub has fallen asleep, shifts their position so that Simba is comfortably cradled in his arms.

He is reluctant to wake or jostle him... however, they could not spend the night outside... it was too cold.

So Spock stood, and started walking with the lion cub in his arms towards the barracks.

Once there he finds the cot that he had not long ago occupied... and sat against the wall.
Finding a comfortable position, Spock leans his head back and falls into meditation... ensuring through touch that the cub would have a peaceful, dreamless sleep.