Sun Mote Copse A runaway once more

She could feel him questioning his own movements, reaching forwards but stepping backwards. She did not acknowledge his existance, for she was too far lost within her own mind. You should have just said it. You should have just said it. Over and over again the thought replayed as if on a film reel, overwhelming her to a point where she stood as still as a statue; void of emotion.

She felt the shift in the air. A receptable wave of regret came from the male. She pressed her lips together in a slight grimace. You know he didn't mean it. Her expression grew pensive, her brows pulling towards one another. He spoke her name once more and she faltered. She dared to flick her topaz orbs to his face, releasing a puff of air as she witnessed his slumped posture - his hollowed eyes. He was more horrified than she by his actions.

Something broke within her, causing her to unfurl and tentativly walk closer to him. She stopped a fair distance from him - still hesitant to near him. "That wasn't me" her resolve crumpled and she drew even closer, close enough that she could see the dew misting his sea-green orbs. Her words came out soft and comforting, "I know..." She would do anything to wipe the disgust off of his strong features.

She paused. Don't be so naive Feyre. Set some guidelines. She cleared her throat, her voice becomeing stronger but still wavering, "...but if you ever lay a paw on me again during any sort of argument I will never come near you again." Don't be so damn harsh! She chastized herself. She paused her inner monologue, biteing her lip in discontent. Here goes nothing. "Look...I'm sorry I didn't jump to the occasion, but we are two different wolves - raised by two different cultures. At home people would call this 'puppy love'." She sighed heavily, "Please understand that I will say it when I'm ready, and that when I do, I mean it with all of my heart." She hoped that this time he would listen to her - truly listen. She desperately wanted him to understand. All she wanted was to back track to where they had been before, lazily joking around and bonding.