07-30-2019, 12:01 AM
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"im sorry." thats all he could muster, lowering himself to his brother's level and resting his head on his big paws.
[glow=#000,1,400]WHO'S WEAPON IS HIS WORD, HE WILL KILL YOU WITH HIS TONGUE, O LEI, O LAI, O LORD — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
[div style="width: 480px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 13px;"]at first he couldn't respond. he didn't know how. his first thought was 'thank god it wasn't me', but it quickly dawned on him that if he wasn't lucky, it could be. seeing his brother lowered to the ground and so completely out of it made him realise that he had to deal with that and the fear or that happening everyday, probably. the way he was looking at him. the silence was getting too long, but he didn't know what to say."im sorry." thats all he could muster, lowering himself to his brother's level and resting his head on his big paws.