A/N- This was written awhile ago, but it gave me a lot of issues as far as posting it. But I just copy/pasted it and it seems to be working. The time is set right after book two, after Conor gives up the iron boar. It may not be the best, but for a first time write for this ship I think it's decent enough. More spirit animals shipping to come later! Any suggestions on ships or mimi plots? Tell me! I'd love to hear them.
After arriving at Greenheaven, Conor was nearly inconsolable. They had all trusted him with the most important thing they could have- The Iron Boar, and he let then all down. He had a long and shameful talk with Olvan, and had kept to himself since. Not that they were helping. Rollan and Meilin were both clearly seething at him, commonly ignoring him together. The only one who was understanding was Abeke...
She was trying to get him to feel better, she really was. But that was vary hard when someone was purposely trying to avoid you. It wasn't that he was mad at her, no, on the contrary, he was glad that she was not as angry with him as the others. That didn't change the fact that he still thought she was mad at him, and that she like every one else had every right to. Conor had betrayed there trust, all of them had been relying on him and he had let them down and gave it away.
They all sat eating lunch at Greenheaven. It was just the four of them, as the adults were probably in a meeting trying to find out how they were going to get the boar back. Rollan, Meilin and Abeke sat at one end eating, while Conor was sitting alone at the other alone. Abeke wanted to invite him over to sit with them but knew that Meilin and Rollan would protest to the idea. The two had became closer since there last mission, Meilin even let herself laugh at his jokes and he learned from her. Either way, Abeke resolved to go over there and sit with him.
So, she did. Rollan and Meilin hadn't been talking to her, so it wasn't awkward or anything. The girl just got up and moved down the table and sat next to the blonde haired boy, simple. Conor was obviously sulking, he had his head down and a frown on. Being a natural hunter, Abeke made a goal or target, she was going to at the vary least make him smile before training after lunch.
"Hey, Conor! How are you today?" Abeke asked in a kind and curious voice as he turned to look up at her and she sat down.
"Oh, hey Abeke. I'm okay." It was written all over his face, it was a lie. Her smile was deflated when he said that, knowing that this was still having such an affect on her teammate, and even, possible friend. Abeke knew and could see why Conor was so upset, but it was senseless to beat himself up about it. What done is done, and there is nothing he could do to change that. If Abeke was honest with herself, she could see why he did it.
That's how she was gonna lift his spirits, telling him not everyone was against him.
"Conor..." She said, touching his fore arm to get his attention. As he looked at her, she gave the best hopeful, joyful smile she could. "I thought you were vary brave." Abeke said. A ghost of another smile of his own came to Conor face.
"Really?" He said
"Yeah, I do." She answered, taking her hand away. "You did it to save your family, I think I would have done the same thing."
