Thinking About You
11-10-2014, 08:35 PM
Caeto would pull his ears back to her tone. Not of aggression, but of disappointment, in himself. He looked down in response, moving impatiently with his front paws back and forth. He didn't know what he was supposed to do at this point. "Um, heh," a nervous chuckle would come to his voice, "Maybe I should... go." He turned away, without looking back at her, but then he was reminded of their last meeting. When he turned away and didn't look back. He stopped in his tracks, head held low as he turned it around with his body still facing forward. He looked for her gaze, a hurt expression but not for himself; for her. He hurt his only friend. Walk "Talk" Think |
