When you feel my heat look into my eyes
The man would lift his head, blinking with surprise when he saw his mate stumble into the den. Blood coated the side of her face, the smell of it thick in the air. Almost so thick that it made his stomach churn. Emery would whine, worry clear in his eyes as he rose, moving over to her. Carefully he would lick the wound, shuddering some. “Silveris... Who has done this?” The black and white man asked. He could feel a bit of rage build up in his gut, and he would tense some. Why... Why had this happened?
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think |