WC: 506
Shadow had never called her by her last name because he knew of the family she was part of and he knew of there evil but never had she in his eyes at least been worthy of that title of pain and suffering, at one time she was not a sunders, she was Amy and she was his friend but now, she was welcome to that title for she had fallen into the deepest darkness there was. Shadow stood there and watched her face and her reaction to his words and it was very much like a dance and a mystery, for it was unclear what reaction he would get out of her next. Shadow had spoken true like he always did and he used the best and most perfect logic on Amy and he knew she hated it when he was right since she could never be wrong.
Shadow stood there and he slowly let his arms fall to his sides and he was ready, ready for what could very well be an attack and the last time he saw her again, or saw anyone again for that matter. Shadow hated himself and wished he could indeed save everyone but he was not a knight...no, he was a killer and murderer and looking forward to the way he had been acting, he was fast approaching the actions of a cold, soulless husk JUST like his father would have wanted. Shadow then slowly turned away from her and started to walk back to his pack...and he would be sure to visit a lake or river on the way to get Amy's scent off of him so that no one would know of his actions, that was of course if Amy was going to let him leave. |
mall fonts; text-align:right;">BACKGROUND BY INTHENAME-STOCKS [DA], WOLF BY DAWNTHIEVES, TABLE BY YAHTZEE |