Not the homecoming I wanted
Laz
12-26-2021, 09:04 PM
As the second pup was clearly on its way Tyrian was forced to admit defeat and move on to preparing for it. He set the first pup down gently and said nothing for fear of upsetting Motif. He would gladly take every second she didn't question him as he feared the moment he would be forced to reveal the loss. What could he possibly say that would do the gravity of the situation justice? That moment came almost as soon as he formed the thought. Fuck. Tyrian's gaze lifted to Motif's slowly. He searched her eyes pleadingly before saying gently, "That little one didn't make it." The second he held onto same as the first. This one, like its older sibling, was also still. Tyrian set about rubbing its back. He wasn't feeling optimistic about it, but he had to try. "" |