Mr.Brightside
06-19-2017, 12:27 PM
He looked up at her, completely unbothered- or rather uncaring- that she was sitting on top of him. He sighed deeply and covered his nose with his large paws. “Ah tho’ eet wus gonney be perfect.” He said solemnly. “me ‘n th’ cubs was gonna live safely wit th’ pack.” He raised his head to look up at her, twisting his head uncomfortably to see her with his good eye. “Ah dunno whut tae do. Ahm no strong, ahm a shite hunter, mah only use is following stars and interpreting crickets.” He said. He shut his eyes tightly and let his head drop on top of his arm with another defeated sigh. There was a long pause of absolute silence from the man before he spoke again. “Ahm no leaving.” He said determinedly. “Thar mah pups, ahm no leaving them, ah jus’ wish ah wasn’t so damn useless.” He clenched his jaw as his thoughts became a storm self-degradation, the bridge of his muzzle wrinkling as if he had eaten something horribly bitter. For all his criticism Ruthgar did try to improve his skills, but as they were he knew the odds of him raising a healthy litter of cubs were greatly stacked against him. |
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