Kildeer Rest chhod gaye balam mujhe

in a better situation, one even marginally more stable than this one, perhaps he'd try to get up, raise his chin, save face. as it was, he only had enough energy to lift his head, focus his stare, and deduce that he was looking at alarian after a few moments of thought. a choked sigh escaped his lips as his nose dipped again, head resting on the ground. he looked at a blade of grass, trying to gather his thoughts.

"alarian," he began, and his voice sounded like a distant rumble of thunder, low and indistinct. he cleared his throat, trying again. "alarian, i. . ." he trailed off, not knowing how to word it. any of it. how could he describe what he had seen, without breaking down all over again?

he squeezed his eyes shut, a fresh burst of pain prickling at his senses, both physical and emotional. his chest hurt--his heart literally hurt. "dawn. my mate. i saw her. . .with someone else." less than ten words, and he was undone once more, moaning, ears flattened against his skull. "kyon? kyon hua tha?"