'cause i'm stuttering

*Lark* · 08-23-2017, 07:08 PM

Lark hadn't exactly expected Sparrow to catch up to him, but if there was anyone's company he could tolerate right now, it would definitely be his sister's. His mind was racing with unpleasant thoughts. He couldn't help but feel as though he'd been betrayed in the worst sense possible - this was a thousand times worse than Starling disappearing repeatedly, worse than Lillianna's time away from the pack. This felt like a sharp pain right through his head. His father, his own father, had left them. Left Abaven in inexperienced hands, to chase after a friend's children.

He hadn't been so hurt in his entire life. Angry, confused, frustrated, and so much more, all jumbled into one terrifying package.

He heard the rustling underfoot as someone approached from behind, though he didn't bother to look at who it was. Lark continued forward, only noticing it was his sister by her scent, and the realization made his ears twitch in recognition. After a moment he glanced up at her, offering her a questioning look - and noting she wore a slightly panicked one herself. "So, you mentioned feeling replaced awhile back," Lark drawled dryly, his voice touched with frustration. Not at her, but at their father, and at the entire situation. "How do you feel now?"

At least her touch calmed him, however slightly, though he was grateful for the company even if it didn't show. If it felt like they'd been replaced before, now it felt like they'd been thrown off a cliff entirely or something equally as morbid and unforgivable.

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