Duskfire Glacier I am 90% crap

           

 
The anger was almost a relief to him. She had a right to be angry, and it made Siarut feel bad. His guilt gave him a sick satisfaction in knowing that someone was angry, when he found he couldn't be. His face scrunched, flinching, as her words struck home.

It wasn't until his broken voice cracked the surface of her rage, that he was shocked. Siarut hadn't thought of his silence in such a way. He hadn't held back for the sole reason that she was his younger sister whom he wished to protect. No he had done it for selfish reasons, he was guilty, ashamed, afraid, and heart broken. "Tak..." He whispered, taking all of his courage to look at his sister. "I'm sorry if you felt that way." He took a deep yet shakey breath. "You are a leader, and a good one at that. Definitely better than me." He gave a sad smile, trying to lighten the mood through a self-deprecating joke.

"You have grown into someone that I can always depend on. There is no other person who I can trust as deeply, as I trust you." This was not how he wanted this conversation to go, if Siarut could have it his way, this conversation would never happen. "I didn't tell you because..." Another heavy sigh rippled though his lungs, "Because I was ashamed, and...." The bear had turn away, "sad." He barely whispered his last word. Surely Tak could see that he simply had been to embarrassed to reveal his true emotions.