Another attempt at an Apology

The man had seen the cat stiffen, heard it make an almost inaudible noise from where he was standing. Seconds later it would take off and Max was sure that Callisto would follow it, when she didn't he was partly relieved. Then again she was distracted by the plant she was trying to carefully dig up. What he hadn't seen however was how the healer would react to his voice. The entire point of looking at his paws was to keep from seeing the emotion that always seemed to take over when he tried to talk to her. Even when her voice came, full of distrust, Maximous refused to look at her. Knowing that if he did see her his frustration with himself would come out.

His ears would lay back and his tail would drop as he raised his eyes enough to stare at the ground between them. He would shift his weight from one side to the other as if trying to decide whether or not this was actually a good idea, if he should just shake his head and walk away, but his body wouldn't move more than that. It had been quite some time since he had spoken to her last, or to her cat anyway. Now that he was hear all the words he'd had rehearsed over and over in his mind suddenly became a jumbled mess. His heart thumped in his chest and screamed to go to her while his head told him she would never like him again and to run away. The contrast of the two is what held him in place, he was sure of it.

When is words finally did come back he took a deep breath and let out a sigh before his voice would fill the silence. "I came to apologize, for everything. I was hoping maybe you would let me explain what I failed to explain when you ran away...... His voice would cut off as the memory of her sprinting away from him as fast as she could, stung once more. Again his weight would shift, but this time it was to take a step backward so that he could sit down. His tail would move, but only to keep from sitting on it and Max would force himself to look at her, to see her face twist with what ever emotion she would allow him to see. "If nothing else, I want our friendship back. If that's even possible." He was afraid of what he might see cross her features, of what she might say.

Yes he wanted her, as a mate and as a friend. Seeing how she had reacted when he told her he loved her only showed him just how unlikely that was. He had lost everything by falling in love with her and if he could change who he loved then he would have done so in a heart beat. If she would at least allow him to try and fix at least their broken friendship, then to him everything lost would be worth it even if she would never feel anything for him.