Staring at the bottom of a bottle

*Quelt* · 12-07-2015, 02:00 PM

He still wasn't used to having half of his eyesight, nose shuffling about in the snow. Quelt longed for himself to return to Abaven, but he knew it would end sorely. His heart was shattered as it was. He wanted to see his kids, he wanted to go crying to Bass on how his life had ended so badly. He was sorry for leaving, he was sorry for having ill intentions when he first joined. The male whimpered a little before blinking his eyes. The right eye clouded over, covered in a thick scar. Now everyone to him was a snake in disguise. Not even the heavens could probably save him now.

Black tail flicked back and forth as he raised his head. Ears listening to the sounds about. He honestly was hoping someone he knew would stumble upon him. That was just wishful thinking though. They could always hate him for leaving for a third time. Then he would just end up feeling more bad for himself. Time would continue on as it would. And he would be stuck with the painful memory of his mate betraying him. With her two new mates at her side.

Speech,

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