She ran a delicate, pale hand through her hair, concerned about what exactly made the werewolf cry like this. All she knew is for some reason, she wanted to help the woman, but she didn't know how.

As Carina lowered her face into Morgan's lap, bawling, the black haired lady decided to wrap her arms around the girl. A bear hug. She didn't know what else to do. Bear hugs always seemed to make her sadness and fear go away, if only temporarily. .

"I hope you don't mind, Carina.. I felt like you needed a hug.." Morgan whispered into her ear.