There's no place you can hide
The world was a cruel place to her, and she feared not being able to help those in need. When is came down to it, she honestly believed that she could not make decisions on her own. Less they have a negative impact not only on herself but those around her. Ixionn was a fine young man now, a fine prince, and she had destroyed that chance of him being a ruler at all. It was her fault, it was never his. Everything was her fault, her tail tucked mildly underneath her as he felt his touch. Cringing to it, she didn't like it, it was one of her fears. Inching a little away from him she made it known it made her uncomfortable. Though she didn't mean to be rude, she honestly appreciated the attempt to make her feel better. Just as he ordered her maw clamped shut, she wiped the tears from her face with her front paws back when she was a safe distance away from him without him touching her. "I have help.....I just don't deserve it." she whispered partly to herself. She was part of a pack, she was with her mother and her sister. Though it wasn't exactly a fantasy situation, it was better than what she could have been in. Arian looked up at Ixionn for a moment.....packless. "What.... happened to Isokan?"it had come to her attention that it was no longer here. So where was the pack she entrusted her first lover to now? Ixionn did not smell of it anymore. It rose her heart rate making her eyes widen. "She didn't.....I entrusted the pack to her and she threw it in the trash." for once she felt a spark of anger, but it was mainly at herself. She suddenly knew how Quelt must have felt towards her, how all the others did like Ixionn. She growled quietly lowering her head. Then looked pathetically up at Ixionn.
"I....I know it isn't much Ixionn. But will you come with me to Fiori where I live now if you don't have a home? My mother is the alphess, it may not have been any of the homes you know, but I would feel a lot better if you were there. Maybe I could make up for my past mistakes to you." the tears lingered in her eyes, still falling just not in the amount of before. Her body was sore and hurt, the sooner she returned home the probably the better at most. Though, Arian found it very hard to care anymore, about herself. She as afraid of dying, but she was also afraid of living. So she would suffer either way. |