07-31-2008, 05:00 PM
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"Don't be sorry.." He whispered quietly, easing forward to bump the side of her face with his muzzle, pressing lightly in to her hand the whole time. If anyone was at fault, anyone at all, then it was Conri. The voice cackled in his head, red hot and burning to his ears, and Conri shut his eyes tightly to will it away, whining just under his breath. She had saved him, even for just one night, by showing him that he didn't have to be afraid of himself. Unfortunately for Conri, the worst had yet to come. |