don't feed me violence
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The sound of his name on her lips was almost too much as the boy was lost in her scent, the gentle murmurs and soft brushes. His eyes gazed into her crimson orbs, the depths of those pools pulling him in as a weak smile appeared upon his maw. He was a father first and yet he was hers as well. His world was split in two and he was far from close to learning just how to juggle it all. "Ryan.." he said softly, lowering his face to where his lips brushed her's once more before she brought the reality crashing down again.

Pulling away as he laughed guiltily, he let her escape from his grasp as he watched her searching for the two he knew wouldn't appear until he called for him. The words she asked made him turn his face back to her as his arms enveloped her waist again, "Of course they are.." he said, sobering slightly as his eyes searched hers, his voice growing softer as he admitted the truth. "We're staying in Phoenix Valley. My mother's the Matriarch there.." The lands weren't bad and neither were the packmates. While she seemed to blossom in Inferni where he would wilt.. he'd found roots in the one place he never thought he would, under the watchful eyes of his own mother.


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