Heron Lake Plateau Only fools fall for you (and me)

Onai cringed internally as his worst fear had been confirmed. Emory knew. Everything. He stared down at his paws. This would not be an easy thing to come back from. When they say your past haunts you they aren't kidding. "Look...that man, the one that abused her, is the man of my past. When I left to come and search for her while I will be honest and say it wasn't initially with good intentions, it was by the end. People here that I've met and made promises to made me realize that power isn't everything," he began to explain. He was not grovelling but he still made sure she knew that he was aware he fucked up with her.

"Being raised where I was, it's what I grew up knowing and what I lived with. When I got away from all that, I got a new perspective on things and I began to regret some of the biggest mistakes I made. One of them was treating her the way that I did. When I went and talked to her..it truly was to make ammends, but it didn't surprise me that she wouldn't accept. I wouldn't accept me either," he stated scuffling his paws some more.

"I still mess with people sometimes, in ways I probably shouldn't but nothing any where as close to the abuse my sister endured. I was young, naive, and stupid. It's no excuse...but it's all i've got. I can't justify any of my reasoning behind it, it was all wrong," he stated looking at her with his blue eyes. Seeking for some sort of reaction, some sign that she might forgive him.  

"I don't do that anymore Emory, you've gotta believe me," he decided to let what be be. If she was going to forgive him it would be then. He had nothing else but to get down on his paws and beg. Which didn't seem that appealing to him but if it came to it. He might consider it.