The only girl that could talk to him
02-08-2016, 04:00 PM
It felt like an eternity stretched by in the silence. He wouldn't move a muscle, his gaze still fixed on the ground in front of his paws as he sat pathetically outside of the den that the - dare he think it? - the mother of his children was currently laying in. He didn't deserve to be anyone's father or mate or even family member for that member. He had killed his own father and lost his only known brother. He was the last strain of his family line that he knew of and he was perfectly content with this poison dying out with him. If he had just kept himself in check, kept himself in control, not let himself get so damn close to one woman... Her whine cut through the silence and his churning thoughts and his ears would twitch at the sound. He'd pull his tired, broken gaze up from the ground and his ruby eyes immediately found her face. He could see the marks in the fur on her cheeks where she had cried and the salty tears had dried. That was what broke him. His gaze softened and he made himself rise to his paws. He slowly limped toward her till he was close enough to settle back on his haunches in front of her again. He lean his head down and start gently licking away the tear marks from her cheeks. "I'm sorry..." he rumbled quietly after the silence stretched on for a while longer. Once he was satisfied that the tears were gone he let himself find her warm brown eyes with his again. "I just... I just needed to breathe and take out my anger on someone else." He glanced down at himself, realizing he was still covered in a mix of his own blood and his opponent's. Mostly his own. "I won't leave you." His statement was simple and short but it was all he could manage. |
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