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Fix me Father



Loccian

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07-03-2013, 10:30 PM
"You are still so young..." A soft voice spoke, holding sadness and fear. Loccian moved out of the darkness, finally deciding now was a good time to show herself. The small shewolf had followed the boy, feeling bad for lashing out at him, but she did have good reason too. Her grey orbs held a deep sadness, almost making it painful to keep your gaze on her.her body was hanging as she walked a few steps over to the wall, looking at the marks her brother had made moments before he passed.

"You shouldnt have been there. Dont know the man, and you cant trust them immediately, cant feel bad to hear their story..." She lifted a paw to touch the claw marks, flinching when it made contact. Memories started to flash in her head of that day. "Sometimes you have to bare fangs to protect the ones you love..." she moved away from the marks, her gaze falling to the spot where she had found Octavian. "Even if it means they will hate you."

She was talking about when she lashed at her nephew, and him running off. She knew he would hate her for her actions, but she would not apologize.

Loccian examined her old pawprints, the day she came charging in here. "Your father, he was very intelligent. He always seemedto say what was needed to calm people.. so kind and a hard worker." She followed the pawprints but stopped a few feet from augustus. "He would be able to explain how much i truly love you..." she did not look at him once, didnt want him toseeher pain, didnt want. To see his anger.

"I am broken Augustus... i am sorry i cant show you love the correct way. The world wants me to be in pain... i will let you unleash your anger on me if that is what you wish." Her body hadbegan to tremble, gritting her teeth, fighting back the tears. "you should go to your uncle thane, maybe then you may get the love that will be properly given. I ffear i am not good enough for such a soul as yours..." a single tear ran down her cheek, feeling like a failure to this boy who needed her.