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Gethin


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01-22-2016, 09:53 PM
#5

""Gethin, I'm pregnant." The moment those words left her lips he stopped mid lick and froze in place. The words kept ringing in his ears and all at once it felt like everything else in the world had fallen completely silent. A rush of fear and worry came over him, but the emotions wouldn't linger on him for long. As always, they were crushed and tossed aside by his furious anger. He wanted to be angry at her, to blame her for this. He didn't want to hate himself for causing this situation. But he did. He absolutely blamed himself and couldn't for a single moment be angry at the woman still pressed to his side. He quietly rose to his paws and quickly stepped away from her form before he did something he would regret later. His teeth grit together and his hackles were bristled, his breaths shallow and shaky with the furious panic that was threatening to grip him. He couldn't look at her. He couldn't face his own mistakes. His tail lashed behind him and without a word he stalked off into the trees, his ears completely deaf to anything around him.

- leave and return -

Fighting that pale woman had helped to clear his head. It was all the anger and violence that he had wanted to take out on Isolde, but now he didn't have the guilt of hurting her added to his conscience. He slowly made his way back toward the den he had been sharing with Isolde, silently wondering to himself if she would even still be there. Part of him prayed she hadn't left. Another part wished she would just see him for what he really was and just go. He limped, each step painful from the cracked toes the bitch had given him. His scruff was torn and bloody and he lost count of his bruises. He embraced the pain though. It kept his mind from thinking too hard about what he was going back to.

He went toward the den, his ruby gaze fixed on the ground. He stopped a couple of feet from it and for a moment he couldn't make himself speak. He couldn't lift his gaze. He settled on just settling on his haunches. He figured if she wanted to see him she would come out and do so. If not then he would just go.


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