April 12, 2024, 05:45 PM
they'd fought.
he watched her storm off, words cloying tightly in his throat; choking him.
it's not in the wocha's nature to argue with his commander but she was healing and though he was not fleimkepa and it was not his place to offer her advice, someone had to. had to remind her that her decisions were reckless. his verbal combativeness is borne from his utter devotion to her.
he hates to be away from her, to let her barrel into the fauna of the unfamiliar territories like a living tempest imprisoned in flesh and blood.
but she needs time to cool off. and so does he.
he hears her footfalls, as familiar to him as the beat of his own heart. it is why he does not rise to swing 'round and met out the flash and bite of his teeth.
he watched her storm off, words cloying tightly in his throat; choking him.
it's not in the wocha's nature to argue with his commander but she was healing and though he was not fleimkepa and it was not his place to offer her advice, someone had to. had to remind her that her decisions were reckless. his verbal combativeness is borne from his utter devotion to her.
he hates to be away from her, to let her barrel into the fauna of the unfamiliar territories like a living tempest imprisoned in flesh and blood.
but she needs time to cool off. and so does he.
he hears her footfalls, as familiar to him as the beat of his own heart. it is why he does not rise to swing 'round and met out the flash and bite of his teeth.
yo kep daun?it feels like a dangerous question to ask; beneath the stony exterior he keeps up, he is relieved that she is ok, that she has returned to him.
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