by red october » Mon Nov 21, 2011 2:47 pm
Pangaea listened silently to her friend, finding solace in his words and presence, and wishing that she could just stay there and hide from the world. Or escape. Somehow. With him. But she had a pack to face, her pack.
"...you're very wise, Heartbreak," she murmured, voice muffled by his fur. "And a good friend, too." She took a step backwards then, regaining her composure.
"Thank you for your wisdom. I should probably get those Moonchaser dogs out of here so that I can speak to the rest of the pack." Smiling slightly shakily, she turned as if to leave, but then stopped herself. There was no time like the present. And if she didn't say something now, when would she?
"I promise, Heartbreak, that I won't let any of this get between us. I may be the alpha now, but I was your friend first," she said, gazing at the warrior with dark blue eyes, voice soft. "Soul .... Soul was and is very lucky to have you."