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01-15-2017, 08:59 PM
There was nothing unkind in Dragon’s tone, but certainly curious about what Ganta’s intentions were it seemed. The young man took a breath, seating himself. He did not know of how Kreft’s arrival at Talis had gone… nor was he concerned with that at the moment. What he cared for was getting out of the pack as smoothly as possible and reuniting with Roza. The ghostly silvery-white orbs of the male fixed upon the darker furred male, a smile touching his lips.
“I don’t know if your mother has spoken to you about what I’ve yearned to do… but I’d like to ask to leave Talis. I seek to create my own pack someday, and I’m afraid the longer I wait here the more I find myself growing comfortable. I’m afraid… I can’t let that happen. Dragoste is a vision in my heart I yearn to see come to life.” Ganta dipped his head to the other male.
“I had wanted to stay… to be useful to Talis… but I’m realizing the longer I stay the harder it will be to say goodbye. I’m only hindering you by staying, Dragon, and so I make my request so that we might part on good terms.” |
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