deathwish

Golden eyes would widen as Qanik approached. A smile instantly found itself across her features, happy to see her father with the woman he couldn't seem to stop talking about. She was glad it was Qanik. She had never known her mother well, but had heard many stories about her. Flamesong knew how to pick the best.

Yet as the Dame approached, there was no embrace, no tears of happiness, only a cold and formal greeting. It took all of her strength to keep her jaw from dropping open. Obviously, there was a lot more going on here then she had expected. Her ears flattened in sympathy for her father and for the kind woman he had seem to hurt.

Melody listened to their short exchange of words and turned her gaze to Roman, wondering if there was something she had missed. Had Qanik found another in his absence? He would be so heartbroken if she had moved on...

The tri colored Dame convinced herself that this as a battle only her father could fight. She just inched herself closer to him and pressed her pelt against his side for support.