Recovery
02-09-2016, 08:40 PM
Wyndelin shivered and stared at his brother, waiting for an answer though it suddenly occurred to him that if he was dead… would he really be feeling cold or sore? Wynde whimpered as his brother turned wide staring eyes to him. He felt his stomach drop at his brother's expression and he started to cry. They were dead weren't they? "W-what are we gon-", he sniffed sharply, "gonna d-do now?" He didn't know what dead wolves were supposed to do. Mother never really told them about death. Wynde jumped at the star man's voice and swiftly fell silent, seeking to press closer to his brother, his paws shifting nervously. He turned to try and bury his face in his brothers shoulder. He didn't want to talk to the stranger! Wynd pulled back to gaze at Gabe as his brother said he thought they were okay. Were they? Wynde burst out in tears. "N-no we're not! W-we're DEAD!" "Talk" "You" Think |