by broken* » Sat Feb 25, 2012 8:47 am
Krystalia's eyes furrowed together in total bewilderment and confusion at his words. HUMANS were his pack? That definately made no sense at all, especially to someone like her, where wolves and more wolves were all she knew. She shook her head, no smile on her face as she looked up at him. "Your right, I dont understand. Especially when I've seen first hand what horrible things humans can do. Do you see these markings, the blue markings on me? They are not because I was born with them, what wolf has blue on them? It defies nature. My home was raided when I was a pup. Some pack members killed, stripped of their pelts. Most escaped, but I was too young, too small to realize what was happening. They took me. I didnt see anything but the inside of a metal cage, feel anything but the gloved hands of humans, the prick of needles as they injected strange substances in me, for over a year. One day, they just stopped coming. All of us animals there were abandoned, and finally, we were able to break free. Tell me how I could ever even begin to undertand your love of a human, when all I've ever known from them, was torment, and pain, and suffering." By the end of her tale, her ears were lat back, pelt prickling as she sat stiff.
--phoebe -- she/her -- pansexual--
