She's a giggle at a funeral
02-12-2015, 02:55 PM
Valentine rushed forward and Cascade refused to flinch back, but he stopped before touching her and his single word came out a plea that brought her ears to the sides in confusion. There was silence for a moment between them as she teetered between responding to the plea or continuing the argument. Her muzzle was parted slightly, but no sound emerged but that of her quickened breath until... Valen admitted that she was still there. Her breath hissed out on a single syllable ".... oh" and she slowly lowered herself to sit facing the larger alpha. She was... frankly... at a loss for words, and her brow furrowed as she stared at him. Tension still coiled slick and dark between them, but Cascade's stubborn posture had wilted. "So... I was right." But this didn't feel like a victory, it felt... anticlimactic. Like she'd lost even though she got basically what she'd been aiming for. She huffed out a sigh, a slightly irritable sigh. "I'm sorry, Valen. I shouldn't have gone behind your back. Friends don't do shit like that so... I am sorry. Not for what I did, but how I did it," she clarified.
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