what kind of man loves like this?
02-24-2015, 08:34 PM
He didn't fully comprehend why it was so easy to get frustrated with her. Perhaps it was because she was the only being in the world that he cared about, the only wolf who's opinion mattered to him at all. Why was that? He'd met countless other wolves, was it just because she was his flesh and blood? He shook his head, of course he didn't think she was horrible, how could he? Granted, she was temperamental and testy, but who wasn't? He found himself whirling around as she declared he was her world, a look of genuine disbelief and sudden confirmation upon his face. “And you're mine,” he breathed. He took a step forward, his head dropping a few inches as he attempted to meet her gaze. “Dammit, I just don't know how to do this.” A growl tapered off with his words. “We weren't taught how to love, you know? How were we ever expected to learn?” His tail whipped behind him, though it was now obvious his anger was directed elsewhere - to those who might never be able to give him the answers he wanted. “Do you think they didn't want us to know?” It was a genuine question. Perhaps the Armadas didn't believe in love, or perhaps they had had it all along and hadn't bothered to share it. He took another step forward, head still declined earnestly. “I love you, dammit. I just don't know what that means..” he trailed off, his head twisting away to avoid the look on her face. He couldn't imagine what it might be, but regardless of what emotion he elicited, he was almost certain he didn't want to see it. “speak,” |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.