11-19-2008, 10:34 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-19-2008, 11:12 PM by Frisk E. Coyote.)
Prowl grinned at Nothus weakly, but cheerily. "It ain't the past I'm thinkin' about. Sometimes you just can't help but be reminded, y'know?" He said softly, watching the darkening sky some more. "I'm just... a little bummed that it... none of it could be real. Its cruel, real cruel, having memories you aren't supposed to, payin' the price for somethin' that might've never happened..." The coyote said softly, sighing deeply. "I can't complain, I can't. What kinda wuss complains about stuff like that? I'm glad I got friends. Thanks, N."
"I know he can take it. I made him that way." Ray said flatly. "I'm being considerate enough by not talking to him. I believe he can pull himself out of this like he always does," He looked over a Prowl, a certain malicious glint in his eyes. "-can't you, Prowler?"
The coyote turned his back on Ray and continued to gaze at the skies. "I hate you." He murmured silently. "So much."
Ray chuckled. "I know... I know..."
"I know he can take it. I made him that way." Ray said flatly. "I'm being considerate enough by not talking to him. I believe he can pull himself out of this like he always does," He looked over a Prowl, a certain malicious glint in his eyes. "-can't you, Prowler?"
The coyote turned his back on Ray and continued to gaze at the skies. "I hate you." He murmured silently. "So much."
Ray chuckled. "I know... I know..."
"I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it!"