Vigor

The cat king would not accept his apology. The princess would lower his ears, a rather hurt expression coming over his face. Had he really done something so wrong? So severely wrong that it could not be forgiven? A soft whine would pass Kyda's lips, blue orbs dropping to the water the surrounded his paws. He would look as though he was a scolded child, uncertain of the deed he had done wrong. Tears formed in the male's eyes. He hadn't meant to make the other upset with him. "But... Sorry am I. Sorry very." He would slowly lift his gaze, looking to the black cat with hurt eyes. "Not a I'm boy." He would try to hold back his tears. "Friends seek I... lonely..." It was indeed a lonely existence for the male. Few understood him... and he was often shunned by other wolves for his disturbed mind. But Kyda wasn't a bad wolf.