The Only Exception

N/A · 09-05-2014, 08:33 PM

Permission had been given to be released from the pack in which had temporarily enslaved him. Ah, it was shameful to lose his battle with the blood tinged wolf in such a way, especially while his mate carried their unborn children. After his release, his heart carried him back to the place where he had met his Misha. Surely she would be here or at least close. Eternal snow swirled in the gentle breeze that licked the atmosphere. A blanket of frozen liquid wrapped its arms around all the visible world. It was beautiful and familiar - comforting.

Though, as he neared the stench of death and blood was thick in the surrounding air. It intertwined with his amour's delicious perfume. Instantly fear would strike his soul - it flooded every ounce of his body. His sped quickened as he neared the scene. Emerald eyes grew hard as he stared at the strange male that entered the scene, though, the man was probably doing what most any other would do. Right now his concern was on Misha and their children, he would address the male later.

Quickly, he came to her side to comfort her. To let her know he was here for her - keeping his promise to always be by her. He kissed her gently upon her cheek and tears begged to poor from emerald eyes as the situation became clear to him. Their pups had been stillborn. . . His body moved to see the babes and he nuzzled each one gentle. Tears fell from his eyes and landed gently, as if they were kisses, on the tiny bodies.

Ivory body then wrapped itself behind Misha in a comforting hug. The pain was unbearable, but together they could get through this. The stranger had been pretty much ignored until he took the babes inside his maw. Winter's ears immediately pinned viciously against his head.

Quickly he rose to his feet and followed the man, though, quietly. He would not act out in aggression in this moment - giving the stranger a chance to do good. A moment as this did not need any unnecessary anger or hurt. When he heard Misha's voice, he would stop and wait for her. . . to offer her comfort in this time of otherworldly pain they would both share.

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