Forgiveness in a Small Package

*Iolaire* · (This post was last modified: 11-11-2019, 01:48 PM by Sirius.)

She felt bad. Really bad. Iolaire hadn't spoken to Sirius since their argument. She hadn't even seen him since then. She'd made it a point to stay well away from the oasis. Being on her own, however, made her mind wander. She tried to keep herself busy, but you couldn't be busy ever minute of the day. When she wasn't busy, she thought. Too much. Eventually, she thought herself into a state of depression. Dammit.

Iolaire realized that she was partially in the wrong. Not completely, mind you, but partially. This was Sirius' rodeo. Not hers. He called the shots. He made the decisions. She just had to be a good lackey and carry them out. Ah, but it was so hard... She knew that she could help. Knew that she could win favor from the other packs with her charm, wit and skills. He hadn't liked that plan and she should have just said okay. Should have just agreed. She didn't. So now... now she had to apologize. Great.

Light was waning and night was taking hold. Ever her time to be on the prowl. It would be easier to apologize at night. Then he wouldn't be able to see the hurt and shame in her eyes. Padding towards the area that he had claimed as a temporary base, Io's eyes instantly fell upon the hulking figure. He was resting, as he should be. She could see the shine of his eyes and knew that he wasn't asleep.

Ears flat to her skull and posture sagging, the tiny wolf moved forward. Without a word of greeting she sat beside him and pressed the front of her face flat against the thick ruff of his neck, effectively hiding her features from view. "I'm sorry," she spoke softly, barely above a whisper. And that was it. She was content to sit in silence until he either accepted her apology or sent her away. Entirely a possibility if he was still angry with her.

"Speech"

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