by Shard » Sat Jan 15, 2011 9:44 am
Pulse sighed, knowing she wouldn't leave until she knew. Why was I born a terrible lier? "...I was born a runt, and pretty much outcasted by every wolf in my old pack. They beleived, and still do, that size is everything. If you're small, you're weak and useless in every way. I'd lived with it for about a year, but my brother always carried the taunting too far...we got in a huge fight, and I went too far.....I killed him. I really didn't try to, and I never got over what he said to me last. 'The only thing that makes us the same is your pulse.' I just don't know what he meant......" He'd foregotted she was still there.