Let me kiss it better
05-16-2014, 02:17 PM
He was still limping, it having only been a day and a bit since his trudge to the barren lands filled with junk where he had impaled his paw on a shard of glass. It was about time he returned home, at least to his duties if not to his queen. He wasn't yet sure if he could handle her and her little pet. Though his new friend had joined him for a bit of moral support he wasn't sure it was enough. He walked slowly, babying his cut foot due to the fact no one was around to see him. But then her scent hit him. He stopped, eyes closing and breath being expelled in one great big whoosh. His rage was pretty much gone. Now he was just tired. But it wasn't like he could tell her that, tell her that he was just done. He had said he loved her, that he would be there for her and that just didn't go away. Fuck he still cared about her more then he did about himself and yet... He refused to share her, and at the same time refused to tell her what to do. He had tried so many times to get Secret to stay in pack lands and look how that had ended. He wouldn't make the same mistake. Her words were icy and harsh, he shifted slightly, keeping his weight off his right front paw as verdant gaze opened as skull turned to look over her shoulder and study her. What could he say? Sorry? He honestly wasn't, he felt no remorse for leaking like he did. Yes her felt stupid for acting so childish but there was no regret. For a long moment he would study her, seeming to slip back into hold habits as slackened gaze refused to hold any emotion. "Where's my daughter?" His voice was a low rumble, words dropping like stones from his lips. He had patrolled the boarders, had shown Libra around, had even met a few wolves at the boarder. Now he wanted to spend time with his daughter. Not Cat. If she was here... Who was watching Basanti? If Cat said their daughter was with Lekan he would probably loose it right then and there. Desire emotionless exterior rage coiled and twisted within his guy still, ready to last our and strike. HER WORDS HERE HIS WORDS HERE |