.: Sinister :.

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By now the guilt had set in. He barely knew the female, and they had already gotten physical. It sickened him, to the point where he removed himself from atop her and paced to the other side of the den. Sitting down, Sin sighed as he looked at the floor, the guilt of it all too much to bare. It was then that a hiss slithered out of his jaws. "Im sorry. I need to leave now."

With that, Sinister stood up and walked out of the den, plopping down in the snow with a sigh. His ears were flat against his head, tail tucked to show how he felt. He didn't know what to do, now.