[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
A low and sad chuckle left Worm as he felt Poet's paw on his head, and he mumbled weakly, his usual gruff and powerful voice just sounding tired and worn, as if he hadn't used it in years, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"I'm always worried about you, Poet. You should know that by now."[/glow] You're still so small, you haven't even grown up yet, you don't even have your mane. I'm supposed to protect you, I'm your big brother, and I can't even do that. I'm going to lose you and there's nothing I can do about it and it hurts. Please don't leave me. You're all I have left. I can't go through losing you. I'll lose myself. So many thoughts go through his head in that moment, but the only one that he manages to vocalize is short and sweet, muffled only slightly by the ground beneath him that his chin is laid against, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"You could end up dropping like that too. It's... it's scary."[/glow]
— Reggan