Squirrels Are Friends, Not Food

N/A · 07-24-2014, 03:09 AM

The silence, it was unbearable. It tore at his heart as a predator would his prey. The annoying rat even had nothing to say and that was a huge surprise. He felt as if he had ripped her heart into pieces. At this moment, he had no idea what to tell her or how to make her feel better. She did not need this stress, not now.

Winter moved into her fur, taking in her warmth, and pressed his face against hers. He wanted to be close to her - so close to her. Misha, it was different then. I am not that wolf anymore. I was scared. . . terrified. He took a deep breath before continuing. My mother - she died when I was born. It was my fault. My father abandoned me in the cold; I was born in the north, you see? The lady that took me in would even leave me in time. . . raising me until I was barely able to care for myself. Everybody that I have ever loved has left me. It has just been easier for me to leave before I am left. But you, Princess, have changed that. You have taught me so much. How to trust and how to truly love. I will never leave your side. You own me, Misha. You own every single particle that makes up my entire being. You and our puppies. I love them, too. I promise to be the best father I can be. Please, please don't leave me for what I have done.

Winter pleaded with her - begged her. Minuscule drops of water fell from his emerald jewels. He never wanted to lose her, he really did not. She was his life now. Her and their babes. If she were to forgive him and accept his baggage, he would never leave their side and protect each of them with his entirety. He would shower them in undying love. Though, if she no longer wanted him - he would leave although his entire being would be ripped to shreds. His soul would grow cold and to love again would never happen.

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