When She Loved Me
09-26-2018, 11:44 AM
Rhyme watched as his father enveloped his mother's frail form. He couldn't help the smile that broke out over his face, everything seemed right again. He seated himself a few paces away, wanting to give them space. Even if he had been blind he would have known Valentine was as greatful to see them as they were him. He sighed contentedly, but knew the question was coming. They owed him an explanation no matter how difficult it may have been to admit.
Before his mother could try and regain her voice Rhyme stood up to tell their sad tail. "I failed you." he had been incredibly young and inexperienced but he still felt guilt at not being able to protect himself and his mother. He hadn't been the strong alpha that he strove to be, like his father had been. "Slavers. We were outnumbered," not that he felt that was an excuse. He hadnt been strong enough and he had paid a heavy price. "They took Mother's sight and threatened her life if I continued to fight or called for help." His words were strained through out the story, as well as the shame obvious on his voice. "We were bound with vines by primate companions, washed of our scents and carried off." He had no doubt both his father and sister had searched for them, the slavers has known it too and took great care with their new property. "Many atrocities were endured before we could escape. I might have returned sooner, but I couldn't leave with out her." he motioned towards the woman wrapped in Valentine's arms.
Rhyme would elaborate if Valen asked more pressing questions, but even speaking about their ordeal as much as he had put a damper on the younger wolf. "What.." he started and faltered. "What of Rhys?" he missed his litter mate. He missed all of his siblings but he had been closest to the one he has been birthed with.
Ooc- feel free to skip rhythm?
Before his mother could try and regain her voice Rhyme stood up to tell their sad tail. "I failed you." he had been incredibly young and inexperienced but he still felt guilt at not being able to protect himself and his mother. He hadn't been the strong alpha that he strove to be, like his father had been. "Slavers. We were outnumbered," not that he felt that was an excuse. He hadnt been strong enough and he had paid a heavy price. "They took Mother's sight and threatened her life if I continued to fight or called for help." His words were strained through out the story, as well as the shame obvious on his voice. "We were bound with vines by primate companions, washed of our scents and carried off." He had no doubt both his father and sister had searched for them, the slavers has known it too and took great care with their new property. "Many atrocities were endured before we could escape. I might have returned sooner, but I couldn't leave with out her." he motioned towards the woman wrapped in Valentine's arms.
Rhyme would elaborate if Valen asked more pressing questions, but even speaking about their ordeal as much as he had put a damper on the younger wolf. "What.." he started and faltered. "What of Rhys?" he missed his litter mate. He missed all of his siblings but he had been closest to the one he has been birthed with.
Ooc- feel free to skip rhythm?