It's Hard To Dance With The Devil On Your Faith

N/A · 07-16-2014, 11:10 AM

Winter thought about her answer to his question regarding her belonging to a pack. Ah, he could be flirting with danger if she was of importance to this pack; however, for some reason, that did not quite scare the dainty wolf from her. Normally he would have left right then - he would have abandoned the russet wolf. For he simply did not wish for a pack to set a bounty on his existence.

To be a friend, Winter was unsure how it would work with her being tied to a pack and him being a rogue. Perhaps it could work without issues and then perhaps it may result in his death. Was she worth the effort? The trouble? Only time could answer those questions.

For a moment Winter closed his eyes and allowed his memories to shatter his brain. He allowed his mind to take him back to his past - remembering his days of heartbreaking. The pups he helped create and then abandon. Fear of being captured was probably what held him back from friends and romance. Fear of actually loving because those you love can hurt you more than anyone else. If all were your enemies, mental pain would be almost nonexistent. Winter did not wish for one to have such power over himself.

Opening his eyes and taking in a deep breath, then releasing - he continued the conversation of a pack. Joining her pack life simply could not happen. At least not now. Do you enjoy your pack life? I assume you have plenty of friends there.

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