Close Your Eyes
12-04-2013, 09:11 PM
"Are you doing alright?" His question came while she was still in half sleep. Her reply came as a light nod and an "mm" sound. "It's beautiful, 'Zalea," his response made her heart clench as she sat up, wide awake now. Parents were good lairs, or they seemed as though they were supposed to be. Azalea was not a good lair at all. Her eyes spoke the truth more often than not and her mouth usually had a mind of its own. "I can help you fix it up over the next few days. Before the children are here,' One side of her face pinched at the word. Stress flooded over her in waves as she thought about that word and all that was attached to it. Her body was about to be ruined and she couldn't even wrap her mind around a word. "Are you doing alright?" A question repeated and she had to wonder if he just meant if she was physically well. "If you aren't being plagued with that question enough," Her head tipped. "I--" She paused, gathering her thoughts. "Not really... I've kinda been... hiding out." Her eyes fixed on the ground, bottom lip a bit pouty as she draw a paw around in a spot of dirt, mixing it with the snow. "What will they think of me?" Her voice was small, cracking a bit even. It was clear that it had been heavy on her mind. The anxiety she felt over seeing her pack mates was unnatural and it drove her insane. |
