Living in the Memories

*Mortar* · 10-16-2016, 10:35 PM

Only now that he stood there accusingly glaring at her, did he realize how much she'd grown. He knew she was younger than him, yet they stood at the same height which was nothing he wasn't used to. Ricky was very nearly his height, though they were from a special breed. Their family grew large wolves and he had seen only a few females outside his own family that were as large as himself. Most seemed to be rather tiny, but not Ray. She'd grown nearly as impressively tall as her father. At least that meant she didn't have to strain to look up at him, if she even looked at him at all.

He was forced to realize how beautiful and filled out she'd gotten too. If he hadn't been upset he would have marveled over his attraction to the blue marked female. She was almost the same as when he last saw her save for her growing into her more feminine features and the height. But no... he was supposed to be angry for her. There wasn't supposed to be an easy forgiveness and just pretending everything was okay. Everything was not okay and it wouldn't just be as easy as going back to the way things used to be. Things would never be that way ever again.

So he did his best to try and keep the more relieved and happy parts of him at bay. More than anything he was happy to see her. Inner parts of him rejoiced that she was back, but most of him demanded answers. He demanded justice for being abandoned once again. They were supposed to be his new family. They were supposed to take care of him and never leave him. He absolutely needed to know why he'd been left behind. He would have followed them anywhere if only they'd told him. Instead they left him like a rotten kill to fend for himself once more.

“Mortar?”

"The one and only." He muttered, unable to keep up the energy to match his accusatory tone from earlier. It felt like the wind had been knocked out of him. A soft sigh shuddered through him as he stared at her. As upset as he was her words... well they were infuriating and soothing at the same time. He'd really missed her voice... he'd missed everything about her. It was a battle inside him. Half of him fought to keep the anger and the hurt so he could easily cope with all of the emotions and hardships while the other half told him to be logical and and calmly demand a reasonable answer. Finally he managed to find his voice again.

"Why did you all leave me? I searched forever for you guys and never found you..." His voice wavered as he shoved down a whimper. His tone had calmed some, but the hurt still remained.

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