We Were Making The Bullets To A Broken Gun

N/A · 09-22-2015, 07:29 PM

Allen felt anger bubbling in his own gut at Bass' words. He would rise, lashing his tail back and forth. “I have seen many kingdoms come and go Bass. Those that rose for good reasons and bad. Those taken for good reason and bad. But just because your family’s pack was targeted... Since when does two wrongs really make a right? It is more pointless bloodshed. But if this is what you want, to lose a friend over this, go right ahead.”

“I thought I knew you Bass... But all I see now is a man who would let his anger take him before he even discussed the matter with his pack. With his so called friends. Is our blood so unimportant to you? You are angry and want retribution, but surely you could do that alone, man on man?” Allen would heave a sigh.

“So go ahead and have your war... But my family and I won’t be here to see that. I... I don’t know you anymore Bass. I’m sorry.”

"Hear Me Talk,"
'Read My Thoughts.'

Table by:: Tealah

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