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Posted on May 1, 2015 at 00:53:58 AM by Tristan
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I knew I would have to tell him eventually and I'd rather him hear it from me than from somewhere else. Not that I think Viora would lie or anything but I know how she feels about how it went down and I wonder if that would color the story some, though there's no doubt that she thinks I did the wrong thing. Even so, I plan to give an unbiased story, though I already have the weight of guilt on my shoulders just bringing it up because I'm worrying that he'll look at me the same way she does. But now I've got his attention and I've got to say it. I've got to get it off my chest. He looks concerned about my wound but I told him I'd plan to get a healer to look at it and I will so he looks okay with it for now, though I can see the worry coloring his features and it brings a happy feeling to my soul to know I have someone here now that cares whether I live or die. I take a deep breath before I begin. "When I was younger, I ran off into the free lands to make new friends and explore. I met an older female loner. I never got her name. She had a lot of scars, including some on her face and I was curious of them so I asked about it. Well, apparently she was pretty unstable because the question unhinged her and she attacked. I thought I was a goner but that's when mother jumped in. She fought with the older wolf and I stood there trembling, a coward. You know I was never a fighter when I was younger. I didn't know how to fight and I figured I would just get in the way. Viora came in at some point and she immediately jumped in, always the impulsive one. I thought mother was going to win but then the tide turned and the other wolf caught her by the throat. Mother went down and she looked right at me where I hid under a bush. I saw her lips move and I know they said "run." She told me to run. It was the last thing she ever said and then the light died from her eyes..." My voice trails off and I duck my head instantly, my tail curled between my legs now, knowing I have admitted my cowardice. It doesn't make it any better but at least now he knows. I wait a second before I look up, daring to search his features for a reaction, wanting to know if he feels the same way as Viora. "I did as she told me. I ran, like a coward. Viora came after me. She...was angry. She blamed me. Told me I should have fought to save her, to kill the other wolf. She attacked me and she hasn't really spoken to me since except in growls. She hates me and maybe I understand why. I just have to know...will you hate me now too? Now that you know?" Tristan.male.6 years old.son of |
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- mjesto; dama nagovoriti - By s o l i t a i r e May 1, 2015 at 04:52:31 AM
.life is worth living. - By Tristan May 7, 2015 at 09:40:37 PM
mjesto; dama nagovoriti - By s o l i t a i r e May 7, 2015 at 11:23:06 PM
.life is worth living. - By Tristan May 11, 2015 at 01:12:17 AM
mjesto; dama nagovoriti - By s o l i t a i r e May 11, 2015 at 04:32:35 AM
.life is worth living. - By Tristan May 18, 2015 at 00:51:32 AM
mjesto; dama nagovoriti - By s o l i t a i r e May 18, 2015 at 03:49:34 PM
.life is worth living. - By Tristan June 2, 2015 at 01:38:04 AM
mjesto; dama nagovoriti - By s o l i t a i r e June 2, 2015 at 04:03:32 AM
.life is worth living. - By Tristan June 3, 2015 at 11:47:39 PM
mjesto; dama nagovoriti - By s o l i t a i r e June 4, 2015 at 02:32:19 AM
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