Behind Blue Eyes

N/A · 02-22-2017, 10:18 AM

I have my mother's dreams,

I have father's eyes,

Since that day by the falls Alfred hadn’t really been interacting with much of anyone in the pack. He had even tried to leave the pack for a bit, to get a breath of fresh air and clear his head, but really what had that accomplished? He ended up feeling worse when he returned… and since then he hadn’t done all that much. There was the meeting he’d gone to… but other than that Alfie had been scarce. Even Koron had noticed the anxiety level spike within him.Could it be because Alfred wasn’t being honest with his own feelings for Razor?

Sure they were related, kind of, but Alfred didn’t think that mattered… did it? He let out a heavy sigh, anxiety flaring up once more as he searched for the monochrome colored brute. Hopefully he’d be able to find Razor at his den… A ruffled grouse hung from his maw as he carried on. Hopefully the prey could work as at least somewhat of an apology…

When Alfred got to Razor’s den he set the bird down, clearing his throat before he spoke up {not that his voice was all that loud}. “Razor? Are you here?”

"Talk," 'Think.'

You can't take that from me;

Just Go ahead And try!

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