Chasing Regret
07-13-2014, 06:57 PM
That voice... The male would raise his head high above his shoulders, something he almost never had done. His ears swiveled in many different directions, his dark orbs closed just to hear that edge one more time. He tried to inhale the air, but there was no scent. Only the stale air of his old kingdom. His body whipped around, his head lowered instantly as his eyes connected with that voice. His chin tilted, his maw almost dropped. "Zar...?" his throat whispered just as hers, in shock, "Zaria...?" "Is it..." Is this real life? "Are you..." Are you alive? His claws dug into the ground. He wouldn't dare move from his side of the border. He was too frightened to go toward her, to even speak with her. He didn't want his questions unanswered, he didn't want her to disappear. But she was here? She was alive? Was what he heard a rumor? A lie? Even though everything around him was so old, so fake, it wasn't through to his head that this wasn't real. But was this even a dream? It didn't matter. He wanted it to be real. He wanted to be with Zaria again. He didn't want to leave her. Walk "Talk" Think |
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