Where ever you are.

N/A · 10-07-2013, 06:31 AM

The tears would fall, sliding one after another down the mans face. Never had he experienced such heart breaking pain before. Torn between two choices, but his sister forced him to take the one he hadn't wanted. He knew why she did it, but in retrospect he would have traded himself for Gretel's freedom in a heartbeat and without a second thought. He didn't want to see her like this...he had to do something. A constriction would settle itself into his throat, making it hard for him to breath as his sister continued. His gaze would stay on her, however, unable to turn away. She was here, and yet she was not...he was unable to take her due to his sisters fear at what might happen. He was ready to take her far from here and seek refuge in another pack, even if just for a short while until they could disappear to new lands. But from the way she talked about her captor, it would seem that she would stop at nothing to keep her property. And Hansel didn't want to bring trouble to other packs that didn't deserve it.

"Gretel...please..." His voice would come out as nothing but a whisper, unable to really break through the wall that rose in his throat. She was pushing him away...and he knew why. She was being the voice of reason now, just like she always had, even though this decision pained her. Watery blue eyes kept on her, taking in as much of her as he possibly could. Suddenly, she would turn at the sound of something not far off. She began to panic, telling him to leave, even though he didn't want to...he was prepared to leap and tear at the bitch who did this to his beloved sister. His only family...He would move forward, pressing his body into hers to give as much comfort as he could, licking the side of her face and shoulders. "I promise I'll come back for you...you won't be here much longer. I'll return and challenge that bitch and free you and any other slaves here. Or I'll die trying. I promise you that...trust me. I'll be back soon..." he pressed his head gently but firmly against hers, a whisper escaping his muzzle like a gentle breeze. "I Love You, don't forget that. I'll be back for you...I promise." Slowly and reluctantly, he would back away. His gaze flicking over towards where the rustling continued, and then he would give her one last parting lick before turning and running towards where he came.

Hansel ran fast and hard, the stinging in his eyes threatening to spill over...his heart hurt the farther he got from his sister. He wanted to badly to go back and challenge the wicked wench now, but knew that he was not strong enough just yet. He knew where he would go from here, and so he made for a direct course towards Eastern lands. As he moved, finally out of sight of the wicked womans domain, the tears would fall. The more he thought about his sister and the promise he made, he would move faster as the tears left a steaming trail. He would be back for her...he meant every word. And if it meant him dying for her freedom, then it would be a price he was willing to pay.

Speech
Thought
Others

Login
Username:
Password:	Lost Password?
	Remember me