HELP ME FIND A WAY TO BREATHE
The clouded male was intrigued in the woman before him, she offered potential hope for his survival here. Though he wondered if he truly could survive with everything stripped from him. He was in constant pain from his past, knowing he could do nothing to save them, that they were already gone. He wished to move on, to forget them if he could even. But would that be fair? His nares let out a silent sigh as his mismatched eyes stayed on the starlit Zoya. His question hung in the air, seeking guidance.
“I don’t have a home, no. I’ve been packless for my entire life, though I was born in Starfall. I know the realm, though. I could give you advice on each pack. If you wanted me to.” Her smile and soft duck of her head made his ear twitch in curiousness as he watched her. Did he make her nervous? He hoped not, though he was on constant edge, he didn't want to appear threatening to the lass. He nodded, blinking as he looked to the ground quickly. His brows raised in confusion for a moment as he looked back at her once more. "Why have you spent your life alone?" He asked, hoping not to intrude but pure wonder in his voice. "I mean, it sounds awfully lonely to do that." He cleared his throat. "What are your thoughts on Sindri? Or do you have a pack in mind that could use an extra number?
Walk, "Talk", Think.
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IT'S LIKE I'M SLEEPWALKING
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