A Kind She IP: 66.243.203.216 Posted on January 18, 2013 at 11:29:54 PM by Scar
He held back the tears from his past. What kind of brute cries, especially in front of a she. He felt her nose touch his shoulder and perked his ears catching her words. He was thankful his right ear hadn't gone deaf, even with the large tear in it. "I know I am no pup anymore." he said with strong pain in his voice. "I could use a companion to listen to my past, and problems. I would listen to them as well." He looked at her his green eyes meeting her pretty blue ones. "There is nothing to be sorry for. I will avenge my siblings death, but not by killing my parents. They do it to every litter they have." hatred for his parents fills eyes, and they cloud with pain. "Are you comfortable telling your past or is it to painful to bare?" He tilts his head waiting for her answer Replies:
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