Words are spaces between us.

She stirred something in him – adding a fuel to the fire of confusion that burned in his chest, and as he inhaled softly, the moment could have been revered until the minute she noticed the shift in his intentions. She stiffened, and in turn, he pulled back, knowing full well the line had not only been crossed, but the bridge had now been burned.

Guilt riddled him in that very moment, and while he removed himself from contact from the she-wolf, he stared at her, his own eyes mirroring her own surprise – her own upset. “Paar.. I’m..” He trailed off then, his tongue feeling fuzzy in his mouth in that very moment. What had he expected to happen? She deserved hell of a lot more than to be a mere distraction from a heartbroken male.. and she was mated. “I’m sorry,” he finished numbly, shaking his muzzle as if pulling himself from his own reverie. He back peddled then, not looking back at the crimson beauty as his creamy legs made to make as much distance possible between the two.

If Shadow had wanted his pelt before.. he certainly would strive for it now… and Bazi could as well, if she ever found out. Nothing had happened.. but not because of his choice. Because of Paarthurnax. Had she not said anything..

He could not think of the repercussions he would have had to bear. The deceit he had almost put on the both of them.