by Ravendarus » Sat Jun 25, 2011 3:11 am
Cira looked down quietly with her blind eyes, she licked the pups gently they had always been her own. "I f-feel bad, their mother is dead and I a mere replacement..." She said, sighing a bit. She turned to Steele again quietly.
Forte watched and listened to Steele and Cira, the Italian held respect for the Japanese as they raised fighters to be respected. Forte wondered if he would ever fight Steele, but his eyes lingered on Cira, filled with worry and amazement, he was shocked still, at what she once was and what she had become. Her eyes used to be blazing pools of life, when she could see, now they were dead voids. She had lost her fight and Forte couldn't help but feel it was his fault.