[ooc] -- i thought you'd be there.
Thank you Kirikins.
holding daisies, counting stars. -- [bic]
Laruku's answer was as blunt as her question had been. Short and sweet; no fuss, no muss. Although she was relieved to be accepted, she found his lack of questions or emotion discomforting. Perhaps he assumed that she'd be gone as quickly as she had come once again, or more likely he didn't care either way anymore. Cercelee shifted her weight as he lingered just a little longer, but she was at a loss for words. No thought that held any meaning passed through her mind just then, and she certainly couldn't bring any words he might care to hear to pass her lips. The younger of the two was finding it increasingly hard to keep his eye contact, to stare at the emptiness that stared back at her. She still did not feel guilty for leaving, but she felt an unreasonable guilt for Laruku's change in attitude. Although he hadn't exactly been happy when she had met him the first time, this was unbearable.
You don't really need to ask.The comment lingered between them, it wasn't meant to comfort or welcome her, this she knew. The words implied that the alpha was just doing his duty, allowing her to stay because Clouded Tears had always been the place were the living ghosts and children of those ghosts ended up. Where else was there for them to go? Her gaze which she had been struggling to keep towards Laruku fell, and now she was staring at dirt, which she thought was very fitting. Unconsciously Cercelee laid her ears back and her body slump just slightly towards the ground, defeated and submissive, as she waited to hear the foot falls of Laruku leaving her. And then they came as he begun to leave her and she spoke the words that came out so bitter sweetly before she even knew she was speaking them.
Thank you... And I'm sorry.
