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Drama-puppy -_- (300)

The boy failed to see the reaction that swelled up in Cambria’s face when his firm answer sounded in the air, but it was soon revealed to him by the puppy’s mother’s words. Why did that puppy have a mother that cared about her and Conor not? He had hurt the little girl, and he felt additional sadness pinch at his bleeding heart when his face strayed from the Caretaker’s tail to let his eyes see the result of his insolence. The Soul boy did not even dare to meet the dark mother’s eyes, but the black male boy sent him a rather angry glare, and despite the age difference and the fact that Conor was technically superior to the other puppies, he felt fear grab his chest. They all hated him now. They did not understand. Of course the girl puppy was pretty, but.. The boy did not remember why he had insisted she was not. Maybe he was just like his father; mean and made everyone sad. A sniffle sounded from the sorry fur ball with the lilac eyes. He only ruined stuff..

However, the worst of it all was Alexey’s sharp voice. The child curled up into a pathetic little ball of regret, ears and tail glued to his underdeveloped body. He wanted to say something, wanted things to be alright again, but he had come to realize that it was hard to make things come undone, if possible at all. Alexey was angry at him, and he was pushed towards the door as the Dahlian adult announced that they were leaving. A sorry glance went over the other wolves in the room, silently crying for help, although there was nothing they could do, as it was them he had wronged. Exactly where would Alexey take him? Leaving? Mommy had said they were leaving too when she had taken them to Uncle Ly and left them forever, and after that his world had shattered. Was Alexey going to do the same to him now?!

A squeal forced its way out of his throat, fear grasping his throat, choking him. ”Nnonononononooo!” He did not want to go back to uncle Ly and back to the loneliness and misery under the bench in Halifax where the woman had found him after a week of solitude. His limbs exploded into motion, attempting to carry him somewhere, away from the Caretaker, although it was the thought of being separated from her that fuelled his panic in the first place.

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