Like a woman scorned
10-29-2014, 02:52 PM
The call of Sibelle would sound out against the forest of the Weeping Woods, it sounded strong and fierce, everything he had once labelled Sibelle to be. His broken toe, gained in his fight to return Sibelle to freedom was mostly healed these days so his stride was unbroken as he turned his gait into a trot and brought himself to the presence of his queen. It was true that he had not been with her as often as he had in the days before her kidnapping, but even this gesture was made out of love. She hadn't seemed fully herself and he gave her distance and time, thinking that anything else would only be to overwhelm of crowd her, and truly did want nothing more then for her to get better again. A part of him kept his distance however, out of hopelessness, and hurt, she constantly left him, as through he and Solstice where not enough for her. It still hurt him that she had abandoned their pups that night she had gone off to get kidnapped by the one pack that meant her the most harm. He had done everything in his power to free her, and yet.. a part of him blamed both her and himself for the situation it had put her in, he had begun to think himself inadequate for the fiery beast who needed her freedom, who needed constantly to leave Solstice territory even when each such exit returned her to him a little more damaged. He stopped before her form, nodding his head to the beauty to held his equal power within the pack. ?Sibelle? he murmured softly, leaving out any other such endearments when, these days, he wasn't certain where he stood with her. "Speech" |
