|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 12:14 pm
Marion, not for the first time, began to bully her way into Mars's personal space. Her eyes burned like murky brown coals. "But if he's so fussy and always ruins your fun, why do you want him around?"
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 12:49 pm
"Cos, well...I dunno? Sometimes I don't any more" he pouted. Their last argument had got him to thinking a little bit about that but the more he was prodded by Marion the more he thought it might be a good idea to strike out on his own afterall.
"Yeah, you're right, I don't need him. I don't need anyone. I'm my own wolf. Yeah" he just about convinced himself.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 8:34 pm
The triumph raging in Marion's heart gleamed across her face. That was so easy! "Yeah, ******** 'im," she growled, dropping into a jarringly sudden play-bow, "let's go hunting." And, fueled by the high octane of what she considered a manipulative victory, she leaped forward to n** at Mars's shoulder and race off into the underbrush.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
