Emberflame Ridge Wandering

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There was nowhere left to go, nowhere left to run. Panic crept up my throat as I ran into yet another dead end, and realized he had led me here. Turning around, I found him...

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It hurt. It hurt him internally that this oppertunity was being wasted, that every single breath of her's was being used, still constantly fueling her lungs, powering her body, allowing her to still exist. But there was nothing to do for or about this. And as she whirled to face him, she unintentionally showered this heartless evil in memories. Memories of Atiena, a rememberance of the woman who was nearly as heartless as he. He couldn't exactly have feelings for anyone, let alone her. But for him to have procreated with her...he couldn't figure out to this day whether it was merely hormones of his, or her own persistence that made such an act happen. Regardless of it, something terrible had burned directly in his mind as he found out she had forsaken the pups. And using such vengeance, he found Atiena, and wrapped his unforgiving jaws around her larynx until she had stopped squirming. 

What had caused him to do this was just as blurry as the storm he had left her in.

But as his Spawn had come to face him, he had nothing to give to her growls, auds remaining just as fixed on her as his eyes were. As a black hole was, he wanted to simply absorb this light she emitted, and silence the ringing in his head whenever he was near her. To quiet all the noise as he usually lived life out as...

But he stood there with a neutral body, looking down at the tawny eyed girl.
And said nothing.

His massive head however, began to tilt as he caught the words of the child. He listened, atleast.
But responded with nothing.

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And in silence, he waited.

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