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He sighs as he hugs her "Oh sweetie, I'm afraid it's a little more than a bad dream" he says as he hugs her close and tries not to cry.."Do you see that pendant around your neck?"

Devin looks up from his work and smiles softly "It's unlocked Bridgit, come in" he says as he puts his work in a drawer and sighs softly before awaiting his little one to walk into his room. When he sees her, he opens his arms as an invitation for a hug "Did you have another bad dream sweetie?"

(I'd say something like a couple of years when she would be able to understand what happened and she asks him questions?) Devin continues to hold and rocks her gently in his arms. He gently strokes her soft ears and tail "One day my little one, you will understand" he says softly and holds...

He nods and holds her close, stroking her hair softly "Yes sweetie, I'll be your papa" he says as he rocks her gently  ((Feel free to timeskip when needed))

Devin picks her up and holds her close "I'm sorry Bridgit" he says softly "your mama isn't here, but I'll be your daddy" he says softly as he gently rocks hrr in his arms 

Devin sighs and gets a small bottle of fresh cow's milk and puts something on the top so she could suckle from it "I'm sorry little one, your mama..she..she's like mine, no longer with us" he says as he holds the bottle up to her mouth gently and wipes her tears away.

He smiles gently down to her "Hello there Bridgit, don't worry, this is a poultice that will soothe and heal your burns so that you won't feel a thing" he says, gently running a hand through her hair. He then puts the poultice away, he goes to a small chest that had various fabrics in it and...

Devin sighed as he reached his small cottage and opened the door. Once inside, he locks the door and finds some blankets for Bridgit. He then places her in a small makeshift cot and went about making a poultice for her wounds. He looks over to the sleeping child and sighs "You and me, we share a...

Devin held her close to his chest as he picked up his sword. "I'll call you Bridgit" he says as he takes her away from the village and finds somewhere to tend to her wounds.

Devin was devastated, a pup at such a young age losing her only family, the only world she ever knew. In a way, he knew what it felt like. Though, he couldn't help but smile when he noticed the young female pup trying to paw at his necklace "You like this, little one? It has magical properties...

Without paying any attention to his surroundings, Devin drops his sword and immediately runs to where he believed the whimpering and sobbing was coming from. Immediately dropping to his knees, he started digging at the debris, "Please, please be alive" he whispers to himself as he recites the...

Devin growls, he had no love for werewolf hunters, or even just the members of his race that were so close minded and bigoted against others who were different. Even though he used the Christian god's name, it was only in vain, as he himself was a pagan, and as such his own family were victims...

It was late evening when Devin was taking a walk towards what he thought was the nearest village. But when he got closer, his senses alerted him of danger.  "Smoke? This time of night?" He asks himself as he goes to unsheath his sword from its scabbard and approaches the burning village...