April Showers

*Sheylie* · 04-05-2013, 09:48 PM

The silence was terrible. It ached, it weighed on her like a world had settled on her shoulders. She couldn't begin to imagine what was going through his head after she spoke, what kind of anger was building in that aching silence. She wanted to speak, to break it, but he was still holding her gaze so calmly, like nothing was wrong, even though Sheylie was absolutely sure that he was about to drive her away. She had admitted this though and it had been something that she had wanted to say.

It was good to get it off of her chest, if only to sit in silence and endure the surely building and deserved anger that Frayer was stirring up. He had every right to be angry with her. Hell, she was angry with herself. What she had done was inexcusable. She had let her parents down. Every teaching that they had tried to instill upon her had been forgotten when it was convenient, and that was unacceptable. After that, she had never slipped up. But one 'slip up' like that, one time of letting a wolf get banished without saying a word was more than plenty. She should have never done that.

It was almost to think that not so long ago Sheylie had been furious with the wolf before her, and now she felt more guilty than words could describe about actions long in the past. What had she done? What more could she do. It was in the past now. All of it was. Even her anger. There was no way that she could be angry at Frayer anymore. Not when he ought to be angry at her, not when she felt so bad about what she had (or hadn't, really) done.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a grunt, a soft dismissal of everything that she had said. And he turned aside, obviously unwilling to even look at her any more. Well, she understood that. She didn't blame him for that. "I truly am sorry." They were miserable words, words that clearly didn't mean anything. Shouldn't mean anything. They couldn't change the past. "But. I know that's not enough." She could offer him something, of course. But what could little old Sheylie offer him? He had clearly done well enough on his own. Well. He had survived on his own.

Ears twitching, a sigh escaped the female as she glanced at her paws. There was nothing that she could do to make up for what she had done. But maybe she could start? Except Frayer seemed angry, or at least too thoughtful for things to be working out in her favor. Any moment now he would be turning on her to drive her away, exactly as she deserved.

"Talking!"

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