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Love was something that the silver male was a stupid fool for; he would do just about anything in the name of love. The half blind, tripod still had mad feelings of love for Yuki, but the female was starting to worry the male, she was not coming home like she use to, the male had a sick feeling any time that he thought about the relationship that they had. It was like a firework, bright and loud, but once that spark is gone the smoke comes and then ever so shortly there is nothing. Noah Sawtooth, the Praeas of Phoenix Valley was living in that smoke trying to fight that feeling that it was all going to be crashing down, the question was going to be what was next what was going to be in the next round? The silver male looked around as he knew what he wanted to do to help the pack land however how to go about doing it, was the question.

Deep within his own thought the male picked up the scent of the AniWayan female, the two toned blue eyes rolled up to meet her then he lowered his head respectfully to her, no matter what the feelings where between packs, these where still her pack lands and he was still a guest upon them. Allowed to move freely though them if need be the grace and honor of the two leaders. Bringing his head up just enough to see her feet if she would move, the male rolled his one ear back as he thought it would be only polite to return his name and his mission.”Noah Sawtooth Muh…Muh…Ms.” The silver male gave small shake of the dapple grey tail. ”I would luh…luh…lie….like to help Muh..muh..Uh..Ms.” The silver male confessed to the young lady. He knew what his still healing body was able to do and not to do.”Able to suh..ho…sho…snow…show me around? Noah would not force her to play guide if she wanted to go off and do something else the male would not say anything rude or crude nor would the silver male stay within her lands, no matter what it would be the gift to pass between lands.

He could feel her eyes looking and studying every scar, ever single scab, scar, or flawed mark upon his body. The silver male burned with shame and fear of her thoughts of him, if she really knew that he got the biggest part of his marks not from fighting, more so refusing to fight, refusing to defend him-self. His own foolish morals and pride landed him each and every cut and mark placed on his body by Lucifer.


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