Whitefish River Homegrown Honey

Poor Muirg!!! :( Sebastian should work on being a gentleman.

Sebastian watched how the female was believing this bullshit with so much passion she was even defending it. He didn't mean to come across as mean but from his point of view it sounded really strange. He had grown up under a strict wolfpack regime. Not some flowery fairytale where wolves came from the see. Having a skin like that on your back also seemed really inconvenient especially with hunting. Instantly Sebastian wondered how this female even cared for herself. How she found food for herself. His pale blue eyes settled into her sea green ones. They were really pretty. But those pretty eyes were teared up and crying right now, because of him.......

Sebastian felt slightly bad, okay, he felt really bad for hurting her. But what she believed with passion that is what Sebastian didn't believe.. with the same passion. He felt sad to hear the girl's quiet cries. A soft sigh came off his lips. "Look. You have your believe and I have mine. I don't believe that you are a seal. I bet if I push you in the ocean right now you won't turn into a seal. Okay, push is not the right words. Watch you go into the sea. Now don't cry. Just because I don't believe it doesn't mean that it isn't the truth you believe in," Sebastian spoke in return, it took all his strength to come over as serious. He stepped closer to her, so lose that he could lick away her tears from one side. "Don't cry, okay? I didn't mean anything bad by it. I never met a wolf like you--- I mean.. seal like you."