#angor

having a normal one

Angor Headcans #6

WARNINGS⚠️: Fluff eaugh-

Whilst the concept is the ring breaks much earlier, in my fic, it only truly happens after the giant portal which saves the trolls of trollmarket.

Once the smoke clears out, all involved finding themselves in the woods just outside Arcadia, all cheer as all have survived and reasonably unscathed.

Or so they thought.

Sunniva approaches Angor, realizing he's not as cheerful as the others, knowing as he had the ring, he should be able to feel some emotions. It is only when he turns around, she looks into his eyes, meeting the white, empty eyes, staring back at her.

From then on, she does all she can to soothe his aching. It was almost a flip of the switch. The once calm and collected troll she knew became irritable, skittish, jumping at every sound, he'd flinch at her touch. It was unusual. Though no doubt it was to do with his lack of soul. He was almost feral.

Her sister did as she could as well, but his soul had been returned to the one who cursed him. Without knowing how to reach her, there was almost no way of regaining his soul.

One night, they were both resting, laying on the floor covered by blankets and pillows. Sunniva leaned on him gently, golden wing wrapped around him in a protective gesture, when she could felt the nightmare begin. She woke up when he trembled under her hand, whispering weakly things she had no context to, but imagined what could be. She tried to soothe him, whispering sense back to him.

Then the door opened, her younger brother, Douxie, coming in to check on them. The sound alarming the already scared troll.

A dagger flew, glowing green with creeping sun, digging into the wood of the wall. Angor moved quickly, wrapping his arms and pulling Suniva back, almost dislodging her wing before she could unsummon it. "GET BACK!! YOU WON'T TAKE HER!! YOU WON'T HURT HER!!"

He screamed desperately, eyes unfocused. Hisirdoux froze, trying to use his own words to reason. But it fell on death ears. So Suniva tried instead, wrapping her arms around his neck gently and slowly. "Angor, it's okay... you're okay... you're safe... it's just my brother... he's our friend... he's not going to hurt you or me..."

Slowly, he woke up more, realizing what he had done and calming down enough to process what had happened. An apology was given and accepted, on the terms perhaps it would be best for them to not have weapons around their sleeping quarters.

Suniva started to extended a little of her soul to him that day. Extending as much as she could without giving it to him.

Safe to say, they were attached at the hip for a moment. Before he regained his soul.

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