04-08-2009, 12:37 PM
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“Drinkin’ esss bad fer ya miss.” She let out a soft laugh, her eyes falling to her wrists. "Sometimes what happens when you are alone is far worse than what happens when you drink." She wasn't as drunk as the male was, it seemed, but it was okay. The whiskey she'd consumed had dulled her aching heart. Now if only the whiskey could remove the hurt entirely. She would like that. She would love for the hurt to stop, for it to leave entirely. Maybe she should have followed her pups.
His question came about the pups, and she felt herself tense. Her bi-colored eyes narrowed and she stared at him, her fur raising. Where were the pups? The names he spoke didn't make sense, and she snapped at him. "I don't know any pups with those names. So they must have left." She took a swig of her whiskey, her heart bleeding again as the words reminded her of her newly moved on pups. "Maybe they moved on, out of everyone's lifes, like mine did." Her voice was softer now, more regretful. Her eyes drifted back to the water, and she fell silent, aching. She took another deep drink, trying to numb the pain again.
She was six now, and older than most wolves here. She'd probably never get pregnant again. Hell, no one wanted her anyways. That was why Lucifer had left and Haku ignored her. Even Soran had vanished again. No one wanted her, no one needed her. Life was shit, and then one died. But it seemed she wasn't even allowed that dignity.