Moonspear What Have I Done?

Everything went wrong for him. He messed up, all because he had some voice in his head. He couldn't bear it all, and it took all he could muster to keep from crying again. Judas wanted to believe her. And he was starting to. Starting to separate himself from the voice, starting to see it as some other entity in itself. Instead, it was more like a mental instability he had not come to realise.

It was true. Questions would be tossed around. And he couldn't let her bear the weight of a lie. But he couldn't also bear another pack hunting him down. All his life, it seemed he was running. Either from himself, or others he had hurt. And once more he could not settle. From here, it looked like his whole life would just be him running. "Don't...Don't lie for me." He felt a tear of his own.

The coywolf couldn't bear to see her cry. He moved his head to nudge her with his nose, trying to put a reassuring smile on his face. "Hey, we had a good run as friends, didn't we?" He was scared, he admitted already. Scared for his life. But now, scared for hers. "Whatever happens, happens. Just...just look away when it does."