my head is in my own hell

Sirius · 11-29-2020, 04:02 PM

He felt the tension of her body as she held herself still beneath the Warlords inspection. She had been a skittish wolf when he had found her, and it was a habit he hadn’t had the time to shake before she had vanished. Her silence filled the spaces between them, and he gave her time to find her words. As she mentioned captor, he let loose a soft growl. Someone had taken what was his and he had failed to protect or rescue her. No, this was on the Warlord, not the small hunter.

He shook his head - not in denial at her words, but with the frustration that came with understanding what had happened to her. “Those that took you, you escaped from them - that means they still live. They will die. You are mine now Acciona, mine to protect. I will not have anyone thinking they can take and hurt those I protect. Yes, there is a place for you here, but it will come at a cost. I will need you to guide me back to those that took you.”

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my head is in my own hell

Sirius