Appreciated

*Taurig* · 04-07-2014, 07:17 PM

And then she was retreating her figure coming off of his as she allowed him space to get up. Taurig would comply easily enough, rolling himself onto his belly before pushing himself up onto his limbs, giving himself a quick shake to rid the sand from his pelt. He would then turn himself to face Sibelle, raising his milky white gaze to where he hoped to meet her verdant one, his ears still half folded against his skull as he began to speak. I know you're mad and you have every right to be. I didn't tell you or Maija or anyone else that I was leaving, but there a reason for that. Do you remember the last time I got sick? Well it happened again, only this time it was twice as worse as the first time. I was on the verge of death more than a few times in the weeks I was gone. I was afraid that if I stayed here, it would spread and infect the rest of the pack and I didn't want to you and everyone else in danger. So I left to one of the other islands to wait out the illness, hoping that I would recover soon so I could return. And miraculously I did.

He would pause for a moment, taking a breath as his posture relaxed, wondering if he had made any kind of impact on Sibelle's mood. Even after knowing what you know, if you still want to be mad at me, I get it. I won't hold it against you. But I just want you to know that it was agony for me to be away from the island; from you and the pack. I missed you so much little Red and I was scared I wouldn't be able to come back and see you again, much less Maija and the pack... A bit of emotion would strangle his last few words, his throat seizing up as flashes of the weeks gone by replayed in his mind. They were the worst few weeks of his life and he hoped that it would never happen again.

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