My Dear Daughter
04-13-2014, 11:02 PM
She would begin, telling Deviant that it hut more than she ever thought she could hurt, her whimper making his heart clench. He would try to curl around her small frame, tail moving past hers to wrap around her hindlegs, back arching into hers. Twig would go on to spill out her thoughts and feelings, she felt like she had failed her daughter, and he had to watch as tears resurfaced in her eyes. To lose a child was a very painful thing to deal with, and the man knew it very well, he had lost a child as well from the first litter his love produced. Unlike his daughter however, it was out of love that the children were created... but even if the little pup lived on, it would have been loved like everyone else. A hole in the chest that felt like it would never heal... ?Life can be cruel sometimes darling, but one thing is for sure, you did not fail your child.? Though voice was gentle, it would hold a firmness to let his daughter know that he truly felt she didn't fail the pup. He pulled his head off the top of her own, giving her a soft kiss on the nose. With a heavy breath he would look down at Twig's paws, his own gently rubbing the top of her left one. "Even if the pup isn't here with us physically, he or she will always be here in spirit, and will never be forgotten." He would lift his gaze in an attempt to meet hers, warm, true love swirling within, meaning every word. He would visit the child between hunts, meetings, any of his duties towards the pack. he'd make sure to place flowers each time he went, even if he had to travel across the lands to find the most beautiful and colorful ones. "normal. speech. thought. you." |
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