10 years old | Loner | 42’in 200lbs
She means a lot to me. This wolf before me and right now with my gaze returning to look into her eyes, my mind was confused, angry at her. For I thought she would have left this other wolf and just let them live without a dad. It is something that made me feel bad, for the puppies and for her. I wanted her to have someone as well, she deserved someone with her to say how much they loved her, how much she was kind and loving. My words were heavy, too heavy.
Her eyes widened and she backed away and she yelped. My ears lowered instantly. She told me then that she would never keep a dad from his child. A whimper left my muzzle and she continued, telling me that she would not keep Enderly away just because she felt nothing for him. My heart raced. She wasn't mean. Her voice, her way of walking, her way of being herself, she was a kind wolf and she was right. How could I think that. A pain hit my heart as she spoke, telling me that she wanted me to be part of their life. That she understands if I don't want to see her anymore. But I do want to see her. I want to see her, I want to talk to her, I want to be with her... I want to be hers. The thought of losing her made the pain even worse.
She turned her ivory form to walk away and I listened to her words. No, no! I can't let this happen... I can't lose her as well. She is everything I have. My form ran to stop in front of her again.
- No!... Banshee... Please...- my voice was soft again, but in pain...- Don't go. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say that. You're not cruel, you're kind, you're loving, I'm cruel for even thinking that....
My head lowered.
-... I want to be in the pups' lives, I want to be in your life, I want to talk to you, I want to see you, I want to be yours... Banshee... Forgive me...- I paused and looked into her eyes -... I love you... Please don't go, Banshee.
My heart beat fast. Please, don't go. I can't lose another wolf in my life, not again. Especially someone so amazing.
”I am your prince charming”
.Attu