PICK YOUR POISON, IGNORE YOUR PURPOSE

"I . . . It was more of a fling. We just stayed together once it happened, but he's got stuff going on in his life right now, family matters. He told me that his family wouldn't like me, and would kill me on the spot. I'm Rayne." He stared at her, realization of her words began to set in. With only a minute of silence and hesitation her grabbed her by her scruff and ripped her out from under him again, bringing her crashing down to the ground.

He put his paw over her feathers, careful not to step on the fragile bones. "Bastian or Bones?! Which one was it and where was he going?!" He yelled at her. He broke out in a maniacal laugh. "So that's why you were so skittish of me, you knew who I was. He told you! Why would he not?" He smirked at her, getting in her face. "I will not hurt you, as long as you tell me where they were going. It simply sounds to me like they were just not that interested, but I see a fire in you. You may have wanted to die, but you begged for your life when it came to me. You shouldn't have traitorous, weak men's children, when you could have mine." He said to her, anger leaving his face.

Beartooth;