again and again 'til I'm stuck in your head

The man had spent quite a while staring at the odd colored wolf from distance. He didnt really want to speak to any one but the solitude was driving him crazy. He had been alone before and hadnt particularly liked it, but things had happened between now and then. Then the only thing that had mattered to him was healing and helping others, now he loved a woman and could care less is someone needed his help. Sure he was still a patient wolf and he still loved to help others but when he fell for Callisto and she threw it back in his face Max had wanted to rip his heart iut and stop caring.

He had been unable to accomplish being heartless and uncaring. He kept going back to a promise he had made to his mother and to the feelings he had for a woman who would sooner act as though he didnt exists than speak to him. Friends however were not high on his list and herb hunting wasnt up there either. Sure he still searched for them and had tons of herbs in his den but he had no one to help so he wast sure what the point was anymore. Habbit perhaps?

Finally Maximous would move from were he was sitting. He had made up his mind and hoped that she wouldnt kill him for intruding on her space, yet in the same instance didnt care if she did. He was split in half, his head didnt care anymore but his heart still begged him to go back to the way he was with Callisto. So he stayed somewere in the middle of his feelings. "Hello" he would speek the greating as he drew closer.