Meet me again my long lost one

Noah · 08-03-2011, 12:40 AM

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Oh snap! WC:5+

Was it wrong that the male was very pleased that his words where eating away at her. Noah Sawtooth wanted her to be miserable. The tripod had only felt this way one other time, and that was at the war over the lands. The white female had made a horrible ugly side come out in him, rage shook him, and hate shook him every time he looked upon her. That feeling had returned when he looked at her, the faded female that stood in front of him, she had found pity in his heart when she laid there the last time they had come together, she was laying there, patches of her fur had been stripped away by her own doing, he knew that his father had attacked her for no other reason than to hurt his silver son. The male muttered as he hopped around going back and forth. ”You left.” He had to push that point, but there was more behide his bitter feelings other than her leaving the pack in a time of need. ”He killed me.” Even if it was a short amount of time, he saw things that he should not have been able to see as so long as he was a live, the Sawtooth male saw two pups, the two pups that Lucifer had forced upon Jace. ”Where were y…ewe….you?” If it had not been for Jefferson, Lucifer still might be alive.

Noah huffed as he followed her, with blind rage he wanted her to hurt like how he hurt when she left him.”You don’t cu…cuh..care. Do you?! NU..NU..NO!” He snarled as he huffed and puffed pacing around. ”He’s dead.” A part of Noah Sawtooth was sad that his father was dead now, there would never ever be that chance for them fix the broken relationship that they had, and to help him right the wrongs that he had done.

The small shimmer in her eyes, angered him, then her words came out. He temper rose as he snarled at her, he was barking mad. “DON’T LIE!” No one could ever love him; he was the son of a rapist, and not only that he was scared, and let alone he was deformed. After all he was not the best of looking missing a leg, and an ear, and one eye blind. No one could really ever really love him for more than a brother. It just was not funny to play with his heart of his feelings. He had always just wanted to enjoy the simple things in life. A nice life inside a pack, and he was able to check that off when he finally won the trust of Jefferson. The last thing that was on his list of things to complete in his life was to have a small little family. So far it seemed like every one had been able to do that in life, and he was stuck just being alone, and looked at as just the good friend. He whispered he wanted to cry at her confession, she had told him that she was in love with him. Maybe if she hadn’t left him to ‘heal’ he would have been more open to her words, now he was in too much pain from being left.

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