08-28-2008, 09:14 PM
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Ahren was perhaps the only person he had ever really considered a friend. Even Tsunami had been a lover before he had been a friend. Everyone else had had a different sort of title -- they had been packmates, or they had been relatives, distant and unreal. They had been passing acquaintances; they had been other pack leaders. Perhaps Satin had been a friend. Perhaps Ophelia as well. But they were gone. Probably dead. Who else was there? Iskata? A relative. Melisande. A relative. He did not want to see them. They had only ever offered him worry and pity, concern he didn't deserve, and he didn't want that. He wasn't important enough for their time, never had been. Laruku had no friends, except maybe the man next door, just as sick as he. But he didn't know if he wanted to see him either.
I don't want you to be lonely,the hybrid told his daughter,
But you deserve better than me.His head buzzed, and someone laugh. (Your guilt-trip doesn't make you a better person.) He nodded vaguely at the update on Jasper. He couldn't remember if he knew what had happened to or with his mother. The weary hybrid did not respond to Rachias's assertion concerning her half-brother. Laruku didn't know what he thought of Gabriel anymore. Beyond anything else, he was grateful that the man had taken care of his misbegotten litter.
Okay,he sighed quietly and reached his hand towards her.