Oh pitty me poor fools
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Her strength was admirable, it was one of the qualities he liked about her but it seemed nothing that each of them would say would end the disagreement between the two. While she spoke of a higher calling, he simply just stayed for smaller reasons, selfish reasons. His thoughts on the pack as a whole where out there, but he’d stay and do what he could with what he felt was a broken system. As she called him to sleep he could only lay in silence, letting his mind slowly unravel the anger that has easily welled up in him. Her soft fur was only a small hands length away to him and yet it seemed to far for him to reach across and touch.

It took what seemed like forever before the dullness of sleep started to seep into him, he instinctively reached out for her wanting the comfort of his mate. Having her in his grasp a soft nuzzle was given before his muzzle parted and a soft phrase uttered.

“I’m sorry x’y” was all that came from him before sleep finally took him.


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