Tell Me What You Want To Hear

Shawchert Menue · 01-08-2011, 03:25 PM

[html]

WC: 319 +3 OOC: Really he needs a bit whack over the head!

Shawchert had a good long discussion with Sky, but it seemed to make even more mixed feelings go through him. She was so kind, and he had to do everything he could to keep his mind on what needed to be done or said, he felt… tainted, did Tsuki do this to him? That her denial of him or his expectations of her just drove him to be a tainted dishonorable wolf? He was sitting in his bed, one of the only pieces of furniture, except for a small love seat and a tiny dresser he’d scavenged from the house that had once stood before this one. His back was sitting to the wall and away from the door, his tail draped over the edge of the bed, he was in a depressive state, and he didn’t care right now what happened, he knew Skye was around handling some stuff, but he was falling apart.

A knock came to the door, and though his heart leapt, thinking it was possibly Orin, wondering what had happened to him, he did not move. He spoke instead. Maybe Orin would understand he had done something that he couldn’t take back, and that he was guilty for entirely.

Come in

He called out, a certain misery in his voice. He would stay on the bed, whoever it was knew how to open a door. He would acknowledge them when he got the courage to look at who it was… right now he was in his own little world of self pity, a sign that there was truly something wrong with him. He never thought about himself so much as he did in the last few days, it was sickening, and it made him feel even worse, he thought about Orin, she had seemed to take it as something so normal, at least with her letter she’d written him the day after.

[/html]

Login




Remember me Lost Password?