04-16-2020, 03:59 AM
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IM JUST A SOUL WHOSE INTENTIONS ARE GOOD -
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[OOC: it’s a little dry but I promise muse will return to me as I post ]
She didn’t smell the same, but there was a deeper quality that to her scent that he would never forget. It was her and he couldn’t believe it.
He would feel guilty again, realizing he hadn’t thought about her sis she has randomly disappeared. So much had happened, he hadn’t had time to notice and when he had he could focus on it too long. Even then, if he wanted to be totally realistic and honest with himself. He had had children of his own and while he had convinced himself he loved Ram like his own daughter she wasn’t actually his blood. It made a difference, but one he would never ever admit to anyone including himself.
He would softly walk over, he saw silvertides and Nikolai but he didn’t really see them. Kydobi’s eyes were big and glowing with emotion.
“Ram?”, he would say softly as he lowered his head to see her. She was Ram... but she wasn’t the girl who had left. The scars strewn across her body and face told of a hard years. Or months full of danger, danger he had promised to protect her from.
Another promise he gave her but failed to deliver. The brute would sigh, “You’ve come back...”
He hesitated to call her daughter. He felt as if he had lost that right. Most of all he feared that she hated him,
[sub][W]isker[/sub]
♕tags-powers♕
[OOC: it’s a little dry but I promise muse will return to me as I post ]
She didn’t smell the same, but there was a deeper quality that to her scent that he would never forget. It was her and he couldn’t believe it.
He would feel guilty again, realizing he hadn’t thought about her sis she has randomly disappeared. So much had happened, he hadn’t had time to notice and when he had he could focus on it too long. Even then, if he wanted to be totally realistic and honest with himself. He had had children of his own and while he had convinced himself he loved Ram like his own daughter she wasn’t actually his blood. It made a difference, but one he would never ever admit to anyone including himself.
He would softly walk over, he saw silvertides and Nikolai but he didn’t really see them. Kydobi’s eyes were big and glowing with emotion.
“Ram?”, he would say softly as he lowered his head to see her. She was Ram... but she wasn’t the girl who had left. The scars strewn across her body and face told of a hard years. Or months full of danger, danger he had promised to protect her from.
Another promise he gave her but failed to deliver. The brute would sigh, “You’ve come back...”
He hesitated to call her daughter. He felt as if he had lost that right. Most of all he feared that she hated him,