Squirrels Are Friends, Not Food
07-24-2014, 11:09 AM
dancin' in the dark in the pale moonlight His words would try and comfort her, and so would he. She would tense up at his touch, shying away. How was she so positive about this? Exactly, she wasn't.. She would look at Winter when he would speak, a small smirk on her face. It was almost like she could trust him, but it was a fatal attraction, letting him stay in her life. She was practically risking everything being with him.. Her life, their unborn pups lives. Misha did love him, unconditionally.. And it seemed that he loved her in the same way as well.. Though, her throat was choked up with emotions, she would give a nod.. One small nod. As if to say; 'yes I'll stay with you'. She knew she was risking a lot being with him, but she loved this man.. And her pups needed a papa, a father.. Something his last litter didn't have. A loving father to help raise his children. |
07-24-2014, 07:09 PM