Never Gonna Dance Again
04-09-2014, 06:52 PM
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She seemed broken. And it hurt him to see her this way. Where the hell had his brother disappeared to? How could he do this to her? He sighed as he walked further into the den, stopping beside her as he lowered himself into a sitting position. He saw the blood on the ground, and had seen what she had been doing to herself. He felt disappointed, but at the same time didn't blame her. His brother, her mate, had disappeared without a word and without a trace. So he supposed it was understandable, but not like this. Green eyes looked her over, she didn't seem to be the once vibrant and healthy woman he had known her to be, but now seemed to be a shadow of her former self. "Imena, why are you doing this to yourself?" He would ask in a low worried tone, reaching forward he nosed her foreleg out from under her. Gently he would lick her wound, hoping that she would calm down enough to allow her mind to clear. To think more rationally. He hated seeing her like this, and he was upset with his brother for making her feel this way. "Imena, this is not the way to handle things...you could have come to me, I said I would be there when you needed a shoulder did I not? Please, stop crying and stop hurting yourself...I'm here." Speech Thought Others |
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