Redhawk Caldera But I can't fight anymore for you

She didn't often show a tonne of emotion, but he got the sense she was a bit shellshocked. She wasn't satisfied with his answer and for a moment, he felt relieved. Maybe he'd dodged a bullet. If she'd intended to be his mate, and love him, she would have to be willing to be patient and give a little. As it was, she wanted things her way, without being willing to compromise. 

She began crying though, and he was not immune to the effect it had on him. "Fenn," He croaked softly, his voice catching lightly. He coughed. She took his compromise very poorly and in typical Fennec fashion, turned and began to walk away without bothering to try and find some sort of middle ground. 

He sighed. This was always the way with her. She wanted what she wanted, and if she didn't get it the way she wanted it, she put up a fuss and left. It was time she learned that it wouldn't fix her problems- and that not everyone would chase after her whenever she decided to run off on them. 

"Fennec." he barked stiffly. "If you walk away from me one more time..." He was done with it. He needed that selfish behaviour to stop- he was willing to walk through fire with her, but only if she allowed him to walk by her side.