sweet little Words of Therapy
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She ran from his words, and the thoughts that rose as he said them. Skeletons? Of course. Everyone had their sins that they wanted to hide away, even Anu had plenty to be ashamed of. The idea of her past mate, their children and the heartache she invoked within them was enough to fill her small closet. Then there was always indulging in casual sex with strangers, and kissing young intoxicated girls. But those were not skeletons; they are mere bleached broken bones. They were not what she knew of his packmates, or that of the coyote tribe. They had full bodies, some still with rotting flesh on them sitting behind their heavy closet doors.

She ran through the strait but narrow space between the grape plants. Their scent filled her nose, sweet as the wine she had drank not to long ago. Blue eyes watched as she passed then, knowing that he was behind her. His tempting words playing her mind. Her paws carried her deep into the green foliage. As before she slowed suddenly, stopping so that they were hidden among the fruit bearing plants. The light hued female looked to his face, taking in his face and expression.

Her thoughts flowed, as if their run had opened a flood dam. I'm sorry to have judged you, and your pack. Anu spoke softly, taking in a needed breath. The apology did not come alone, opening up to him more then felt comfortable. Everyone had things they wish to hide, but when the hurt so deeply it becomes impossible. She stood close to him, waiting for the stir of feeling that had be awoke by a silver stranger. But when it did not come, Anu spoke again. I worry, about someone here. Was that the feeling? Was it just unease and concern that she felt for the girl she had met? No, that was a lie. I’m scared for her.

He had been so sweet, so inviting. But Anu did not crave him as she thought she might begin to. Even as she tried her thoughts only drifted to her. Coli. Did he know, she was sure he did. It was history that she had unearthed in a drunken episode. Her name slipped form her tongue easily, too easily. Still it would not leave her thoughts, and still Anu tried to push them away. Blue eyes looked to the gold her bore, wanting to know that her feels were unnecessary. Then she could begin the long process of forgetting.

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