A Strange Type Of Chemistry
09-12-2015, 10:24 AM
He startled her. Lords and Ladies above he startled her and hadn’t meant to! Bright blue eyes would widen, caught offguard as the young woman spun around to face him. Then he saw the reason for her being so startled. The poor girl was blind, scars running across her eyes. His heart would give a heavy pang, worry for the girl rising in his chest. He certainly didn’t want to hurt her, but how could he convey that when he couldn’t even speak? Bogdan would give a soft huff of air, the most he could do with his lack of words. He’d lay in the grass, shuffling closer to the female before nosing her paw. He wished, oh how he wished he could speak. How he wished that he could tell her how sorry he was for startling her. He didn’t want to hurt her at all. His ears were lowered against his head, and he would give a small lick to the paw in front of him. ‘Please understand... I don’t want to hurt you. I’m not the enemy.’ |