Murderer

His eyes widened at her piercing holler, "Killed who?" He asked and approached her, placing his paw on top of her own as his ears swiveled over so that he could hear her a little more. His alabaster tail wrapped around her bodice once more and brought her close to him. The brute did not understand what she was talking about or who he had killed. The thought that she had killed someone made his heart race. If it was someone whom he did not know, he didn't really care, but, all he could think about was his mate sobbing uncontrollably and getting his fur wet from her continuous crying. All he could do was listen to her, for the thought of her feeling depressed and hurt made him feel the same way.