guilt

[Conor Soul]

i suxxx i sorries <3
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       Rumours could no longer be ignored, and no matter how little he liked this, he would have to deal with it. Eventually had turned into today, and his sigh seemed to belong to one that was tormented as he made his way towards Larkspur’s home. Freedom of speech was something the young alpha wanted to promote amongst his pack mates, but he did not feel like he could leave this alone any longer. It had to be dealt with, and could end good or bad. It couldn’t hurt to open up for a dialogue between himself and the salt and pepper wolf. The orange Soul knew that Larkspur and Haku had probably been something slightly more than mere alpha and member. It was wrong to have kept this waiting for so long. He should have gone ahead and talked more with the pack mates after Haku was exiled from Dahlia de Mai.

       
Perhaps amends would be possible, opportunities were there and the coin hued male was willing to reach for them. He wanted what was best for those who shared this earthly Eden. The optime’s nose led him the last bit to the cabin claimed by the D’Angelo male, and he knocked lightly against the wooden door, waiting patiently for a response, though uncertain if there was anyone home. It was well past midday, so he could not look away from the possibility that Larkspur had better things to do during the days than to sit inside his cabin.

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