Lioness

Months had passed since that silly argument. Months without speaking to him.
Months ignoring it.

And now, the proud Leona Kingscholar looked like anything but the feared leader of Savanaclaw. He looked like a puppy looking for his owner, and he was always behind you, glued to you even when you weren't speaking to him.

And he was always begging to be told just one sentence.

As you walked through the corridors, you felt arms wrap around you from behind.

—I found you.

Her voice sounded muffled next to your ear.
You tried to keep walking, but Leona wouldn't let go of you.

—Come on... just tell me something.

Silence.

—Insult me ​​if you want.

Silence.

—Hit me if that helps.

Silence.

Leona sighed and hid her face in your shoulder.

—I'm being pathetic, aren't I?

He tightened the hug a little more.
-I don't mind.

For the first time, her voice trembled slightly.

—Just... talk to me.

—...

—I miss you too much to keep pretending I'm okay.