California Dreamin'
03-22-2016, 11:28 PM
Gethin's eyes found hers as she dropped her legs away from her face, ruby eyes meeting tear-filled violet. He let her lean toward him, her head coming to his chest. While she spoke he shifted more onto his side and lifted his foreleg, resting it across her shoulders in an embrace of sorts. He had to piece together what had happened from her broken pieces of explanations. A dream about pups then? A mate and pups wasn't something he had ever considered for himself. After how he had grown up it seemed like such a foreign concept. Something meant for normal wolves that weren't born from rape and raised to do the same. He looked up at her as his leg fell away from her form when she stood, following her movements with his eyes as she walked a few steps away from him, her body trembling with the weight of her own despair. He scoffed quietly at her comment and after a moment he pulled himself to his paws and padded over to where she was. He settled on his haunches next to her quietly, dipping his head down to gently pull her muzzle up and away from her shoulder with his own muzzle so his eyes could meet hers. "If anyone says they're not fucked up in some way they're either blessed or fucking liers," he told her, his voice quiet but firm. "I guess we're just a special kind of fucked up." He looked at her thoughtfully then, adding, "How did it happen? You being barren." |
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