Own (Arcanum)
10-07-2014, 08:43 PM
His turmoil might as well hung on a sign around his neck. He wouldn't meet her gaze, even as he asked to come back. Her coral gaze stayed locked on him, even as his cyan eyes fell to the ground, anywhere but her. She said nothing. He wanted to come back. "Why?" The single word would roll of her tongue. There was nothing left here for him. Zaria was gone. Not that he had been around for that. Lips threatened to curl as anger settled heavily in her stomach. Eyes would narrow upon his face. Did he feel guilty? Guilty over Zaria's death? Or his lack of presence during her final moments? Tension coiled her muscles and rolled off her in waves. He was the last wolf she ever expected to see or even wanted to see. Her vision slowly tinged red, memories washing over her, threatening to break her control and send her in a murderous frenzy. Unmoving, she waited for him to meet her gaze and answer her question. WORDS HERE |