Broken Heart Full Of Love

Kyda wasn't sure how long he had been laying there. He had managed to pull himself out of the water, onto the ground of the large willow tree. The brute had faded in and out of consciousness... the periods of wakefulness never for more than a few seconds. But now he was awake again, soft blue eyes partially open and glazed over with pain. The smell of blood still reached him. The smell of his own blood. He hadn't tried glancing at himself... he knew by the pain that the cat king had succeeded in riding him of his man part... and he was no longer anywhere around.

Soft whimpers, full of both pain and sadness, would escape from the multicolored brute. He was hurt. He was alone. All he wanted was acceptance... someone to be there for and care for... but yet most meetings he found himself in all ended the same. With the poor princess left alone, confused as to why others didn't accept him and found him odd. The poor thing was different... but he was full of love. Love that it seemed no one would accept.

Kyda's broken sobbing would cut through the darkness of the night. He was, for the first time in his life, truly scared. Being lonely had been one thing... but possibly dying from blood loss... and dying alone... it was a heart wrenching fate. He squeezed his eyes closed, silently begging, praying, that someone with mercy in their heart would find him. Help him.