these wings are made to fly

He had needed to go so that he would be allowed to think without the influence of anyone else's words. It had been hard not to go and ride with his selfish ambition, however, he understood the things he would be getting and he also understood everything he was giving up, but if she would have him, her decision was made and he had every intention of living up to it. He had come close to the territory claimed to the pack, but alas, he had not dared to venture that far. Head tilted back and the man wondered what she would think of him as a regular man who wanted nothing but her. It was fair, was it not? In a way he knew that making her wait was not fair but in the long run he had given her a chance to grow up and to find someone else if her heart so longed for it. The sire dropped his rear to the ground and there, in the cold of the evening he would wait for her with diligence and mindfulness.


I know it's short I hate myself for that but this bb is what I've got until i have a laptop.