Cause I broke your heart
The earthen male stretched out, a huge yawn forcing his maw open for a long moment before closing again. Taking a deep breath, he breathed in the scents of the flora around him. It felt peaceful here, enough to let him relax anyway. Shiva stretched out beside him and set to grooming herself, and together they waited in silence for Kimahri to return with a meal. Dragon gazed sightlessly ahead of him, mind churning with thoughts about what to do. He was tired of searching if he was honest with himself, but he also wasn't one to give up. But still, he had that thought that the one he sought didn't want to be found. It was a conclusion he had come to, but he needed to know for sure. He didn't know why he just couldn't let go. Perhaps it was because he secretly craved that closeness that he had gotten a taste of, and it was hard to let that go. Or maybe he was desperate for companionship and a certain intimacy that he didn't get from his family. Those bonds had been shattered long ago, and trying to repair them was a hell of a lot harder then he thought. Breathing deeply through his nose, he let out a sigh and rested his head on his forelegs, sightless eyes drifting closed as he prepared to nap.
Of course, his eyes were closed for no more than a minute or two before he heard a soft voice nearby. He felt Shiva suddenly rise to her feet, her fur bristling as a low growl rumbled deep in her throat. Amethyst gaze narrowed and staring intently at Iskra as if she were staring at prey. It took him a moment to realize who the voice belonged to, and suddenly his heart hammered hard against his chest. His head rose quickly, and in a matter of seconds, he was on his feet. Feeling the curve of Shiva's stance, he stood at her shoulder before leaning down and whispering in her ear. Shiva's growling slowly ceased, and reluctantly she turned with a huff and disappeared into the foliage, but not before shooting Iskra a death glare. He stood there in silence facing in the direction where he assumed Iskra was standing, clouded green gaze seemingly searching for her. The silence was almost deafening, it seemed. And finally, after what felt like forever, he spoke. "I thought I'd never see you again, Iskra."
His own voice came out softer then he thought it would. He thought that after all this time with the worry turning into frustration and that frustration turning into some sort of...anger at the thought of being abandoned without a single word, that his voice would have come out sharper. Harsher. But it was quite the opposite. No matter how much he felt hurt during her time away, he just couldn't bring himself to hate her, let alone even be mad at her. He supposed any other wolf would have been. But he just couldn't bring himself to feel those things. He felt a lot of confusion, yes. And there was still hurt, and various other things he couldn't sort out...but he imagined she felt some sort of way too. Surely she had her reasons? He wasn't sure what else to say at the moment, and he felt like if he tried to say anything else right now, his words would get stuck in his throat.. |
Dragon never goes anywhere without his Dragon armor, assume he is always wearing it unless otherwise mentioned! He also has a pair of seeing eye jaguars, assume they're always present unless otherwise mentioned.