there were azaleas where your face should be
thalia </3
10-20-2022, 09:06 AM
Thalia's brow furrowed tightly, like a string pulled taut and ready to snap at even the slightest bit of added pressure. This level of emotional turmoil wasn't something she'd felt in quite some time; she'd pulled herself purposefully away from anything that had the possibility to agitate her ever since she'd left Abaven so long ago. And suddenly the tumultuous storm of feelings returned to her all at once, confusing and frustrating and everything in between. Something was wrong, terribly wrong with her, but it was hard to tell exactly what it was. The scent of blood only grew stronger as she took a few steps closer. The sound that left Theory's throat was even more concerning, though as she inched closer she felt so many of those raging emotions grow quiet, replaced instead with worry. She was unwell, regardless of whatever had come between them, and it was impossible for Thalia not to wonder what had happened and to want to help. She wasn't the nurturing type, nor the type to go out of her way to help those in need unless they were her kin or it otherwise benefitted her in some way - but this was Theory. Complicated, beautiful, infuriating Theory. The very wolf that had let unintentionally led her astray and cast her out of her life without a second thought. "Theory," she spoke her name again, her voice still just as hesitant. There was a warmth there not usually heard from the Abraxas, try as she might to hide it. When she sat down Thalia dared to close the distance between them, lightly pressing her nose into Theory's flank. The contact was as much for herself as for Theory's benefit. "What happened to you?" |
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