And Done...Sad but done. WC:3+
The tan and white female could see it in his eyes, he no longer had that place in his heart for her, he no longer could take her love, Pontiac’s heart was shattered and her sprits where crushed, what else could she say to him. She needed him in her life, she was still madly in love with him, and she would always love him. After all he was her first lover, well not psychically but she would always feel like he had let a deep paw print upon her heart. She stepped back as her knees shook as she feel down to the ground, watching his eyes, they where cold and distant to her. Why? What could have happened down south that had turned her warrior lover into something so cold and something that was not the same golden male that enjoyed her cooking and allowed her to live in his house. What had happened? Down upon her knees she felt like a child being scored by the leader for wondering too far.
She gasped as she felt the panic racing though her, running though her blood taking away the much needed oxygen from her blood. Her mind raced as she feel back off her knees to her rear, as she looked at the male, he was cold his eyes told her that whatever he or she had done..That it was over. ”No..” She whispered reaching out for him, not wanting him to leave. Tears rose to her eyes as they streamed down her face. Why? What had happened to make the male against working it out right here, and right now? She tied to move forward but feel forward, she did not have the heart to cross the borders to go after him; she wanted to, she wanted to more than anything. Pontiac had already tried to embrace him and let him know that what every as done that she would and did forgive him. Falling down to the ground the female laid there in tears unable to move as the panic attack took root and surged though her body, it was not the first one that she had ever had, and she knew that surely this would not be the last of them.