Battle Scars[Demonio]
03-10-2013, 12:27 PM
Realisticly speaking, he knew it wasn't his fault. He didn't send the coyotes to attack his mate, nor did he ask of her to take part in the border patrol. If there was someone to blame it could've been their king, but he too was not at fault. Had he known this situation would've taken place, the ivory knight would've hoped he wouldn't have sent Desdemona to go out. It wasn't the king's fault, it wasn't his fault and it most definitely wasn't Desdemona's fault. Who was there to blame? Fate? The damned bitch that continually messed the good things in his life up? What had he done to deserve such things? He always thought himself a good man, but perhaps fate didn't see him that way. Or perhaps he was just the unlucky soul she had choosen to play games with.
He could tell his woman was glancing towards him as they walked; he could feel her gaze on his facade. Despite that, he couldn't look at her. Yes, it was not his fault, but he felt like it was. There were a number of things he could've done to change the outcome of the situation and he had done none of them. Yes, he had come in the nick of time, discovering his mate before it had been too late. And yet, he didn't feel like that was enough. She was in pain now, her leg horribly torn up, scratches decorating her beautiful muzzle and criscrossing her back. Those wounds shouldn't have been there. She didn't deserve them. If he could he would've switched places. Had he been there he would've jumped into the fight no questions asked and allowed his own forelimb to be torn to pieces, albeit the pain. He would've gladly taken the brunt of the attack just to save her from such agony. And he couldn't even do that; he couldn't take away her pain, couldn't make her injuries go away. He felt like a failure, nearly as bad as during Luna's death. Why did things like these keep happening to him? It was like everyone that came in contact with him ended up hurt.
It seemed as though his mate was none to pleased with the self-guilt riddling his frame and she wasn't abou to hide her displeasure. Despite his better judgement, she stopped, abandoning his crutch of a body, planting all four paws firmly in the ground, her dual-colored gaze narrowing at him. Audits pinned themselves flat against his skull as she spoke, not daring to drop his gaze from hers. There was supposed to be another who traveled with me this day, I know not who, or why they did not show but this is not your fault Demonio. If anything it tis my own. I should have returned to Kaien and informed him of such. I choose to continue alone. You will not blame yourself for my foolish mistake. I love you far too much to see you wounded over something beyond your control. A bit of shock flashed across his facade, barely noticeable for it only remained there a second before flitting away. If only he could find out who they were and rip their limb to shreds for having allowed his woman to have gotten in such a situation.
Demonio said nothing as he led her to the ravine, slowly helping her into the water. He could tell it stung somewhat, but he knew after a moment the water you numb the sting and begin to clean out the wounds of any debri. Haunches foldeded beneath the massive brute, lowering him into a sitting position, crown hanging low upon his shoulders, bi-colored gems flickering over his woman's figure, audits swinging forward to attention as she spoke, asking him what the name of their first child would be. Crown shot up in surprise, icy and maroon eyes widening in surprise. She'd just asked what the name of their first child would be. Jaws unhinged as if to speak, and yet nothing came out. He attempted his speak several times more and yet nothing would come out. They hadn't mated, so there would be no reason for to be talking about pups...Had she too already been picturing their near future? A hard cough was given to clear his throat, finally having found his voice. Our...our first child? I, uh.... He trailed off still unable to understand that Des had just asked him about their first child.
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