April Showers

*Sheylie* · 03-22-2013, 06:57 PM

The occasional shiver wracked Sheylie's frame as she looked out into the rain as if it were the most interesting thing she had ever seen. It was certainly a good deal more interesting than Frayer. Not that she cared about at him. Nope, not at all.

The female was fuming, to say the least. Everything about this was wrong. She had always been kind to Frayer, right? And now he was here to destroy her life, it felt. Had he always been so cruel? She didn't remember. She didn't think so. He had been kind to her in the beginning. But then... Well, things had gone downhill swiftly. So maybe he had always been this cruel. The skunks had served as a reminder of his cruelty for a good while. The stink had lurked for days and the shame even longer. And then he'd been gone.

Twitching her ears, Sheylie shook her head, sending water spraying outwards as she glanced back at Frayer, ears twitching uncomfortably at the sudden bump of his shoulder against hers. "Wonderful?" She echoed, a hint of disbelief in her voice. Oh, she had thought he was wonderful once. Back when she was a pup and every story had a happy ending. But this was the real world, and Frayer was far from wonderful. Wasn't he? "Of course. I do so adore having my haunches sticking out in the rain." Her anger lent her voice a quiet, almost thoughtful note. She was doing her best to keep her anger under control. She would not growl at Frayer. He was happy and she was happy and everyone was happy, right?

Of course. Twitching her tail in a pitiful attempt to look as comfortable as Frayer seemed, Sheylie glanced out at the dreary rain again. They would be stuck here for a while, it seemed. Perhaps she should make nice with Frayer. But if Sheylie were honest with herself, she didn't want to 'make nice.' She wanted him to be punished for everything that he had done to her and her pack. And it didn't even have to be everything. Just enough that he saw the misery they'd been through dealing with him. And being ignored by him had not been particularly pleasant. But that had been so long ago. She wass't upset about that any more. Nope. Not at all.

She started when he spoke of her family, ears flattening against her skull as he spoke of family. Her pack had endured much after losing Frayer, after all. Many losses. Wolves dropping dead of exhaustion, being crushed to death by avalanches in the mountains. Sheylie shuddered at the memories of fleeing her territory, forgetting for a short moment that Frayer was there, playing a game in which she was easily outmatched. "They're . . . ah, fine." She hesitated slightly before bravely soldiering on, trying to convince Frayer and herself that things were okay "My brother would send his greetings, I'm sure." Well, actually, she wasn't. She hadn't seen Xavier since she left the remainders of her pack behind, heading off on her own. It had been rather lonely since then.

Twitching her ears, Sheylie glanced at Frayer. "And how have you been, Frayer?" Did she care? No. And yes. She cared. But she certainly didn't want to admit it. Hopefully, he would assume that she was just making polite conversation. That she wasn't trying to distract herself from thinking about the wolves that she had all but abandoned. Ugh! Why was he having so much affect on her?

"Talking!"

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