I taste the tears
07-08-2014, 06:02 PM
When the male spoke, Othello let out a soft breath. She knew that they could never be, that what they once had was over now. That didn't make it any easier though. Othello stood, pulling herself to her shaky paws and walking over to the gray and white male. Her elongated tail curled over her little ones to keep them warm, her nose softly touching Crucifix's shoulder. "I know Crucifix, I won't ask you to come between me and Scorpion." He would get hurt if he did, Scorp would beat him into a pulp. Pulling her head back, her purple gaze searched his matching one, a sad smile on her lips. "But I don't want you to leave. I know that it may be too much to ask, but can we still remain friends after all of this?" Maybe it would be too much, it was much to obvious that the two still cared for each other. But she wanted him around, she wanted him to be here when her pups grew up. "You could be Uncle Cru." She teased, a soft laugh bubbling in her throat. She turned and glanced at her too little bundles now. Would they look up at Crucifix and see the kind man that he truly was? Would they ever know of the feelings that their mother held for the man? She hadn't told anyone, not even Scorpion knew the whole story. He knew what he saw, but she never spoke of it. Maybe she would tell stories about him, never telling them the true tale. They didn't need to know, they could figure it out for themselves. She turned back to Crucifix, her sad gaze looking into those similar hued optics of his. "Maybe we can start again." Walk "Talk" Think |
