Blame It On My Mood Swings, Baby

*Misha* · (This post was last modified: 04-28-2014, 07:00 PM by Misha.)

Misha would watch as her mate would slump to the ground and go limp, numb with the pain of tears. Her jaw would release him instantly, the fae stepping back a few feet. She felt.. Bad, for causing as so much trouble that Day would call her his father begging her- err. him to not rape Dayton again..

Misha would sigh, restlessly pacing around the black Obsidian sand close to the blue water of the ocean. How.. Why.. She didn't even know what to do. He loved her, but, how could she even compete if she ever knew the actual feeling of love? The female would collapse onto the ground, closing her eyes with a small sigh.

But I can't compete, with a she-wolf who has brought me to my knees.. I'm falling to pieces.

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