Murderer

He looked to her with confusion. Why would he ever leave her? He loved her too much to do anything to her to leave. His golden optics met her own as he nudged the woman's cheek with happiness, he smiled and nodded. "You have done nothing to make me leave, and I would never leave you no matter what," he expressed to her, his smile still upon his maw as his right paw overlapped with her own, his tail laying on her back. The glow of his golden orbs met her silver ones as he turned his cranium to see a shooting star. Happiness overcame him as he looked to his mate, "Trica, no matter what happens, I will always love you."