by Dill » Mon Jun 27, 2011 7:37 am
Whiteleaf picks up the piece of meat that she was eating and carries it over to the Omega. Strike tunrs and growls, but once he sees who it is, his face softens and gladly accepts the food. "Whiteleaf," HE said soothingly. "PLease, lets escape. Jut you and me, we could start our own pack."
Whiteleaf grimaced. "You have asked me this before, but I need to stay here and help this pack. If you love me enough, then leave without me." Strike looked down.
"I couldn't leave without you."