01-17-2017, 08:05 PM
Ruan
It was more than sadness for people long gone that had forced him from home to this place of sunlight and strangers. Betrayal. Hurt, anger. Beneath his calm exterior was a wolf becoming rabid with pain. Howling and raging as he lay still and staring, blinding his ice-blue eyes on the reflected sun at his feet. So consumed with the storm within his mind, he almost didn't even notice the man approach. He came to stand near him -too near- but Ruan ignored him. His only acknowledgement was the backward tug of his ears.
The stranger drank, then straightened. Water slipped down his chin and chest, pattering the ground. The instant a drop hit Ruan, he chilled the air between them, all other spray dropping to the dirt like little ice pellets. Meanwhile, he just stared at the water, his eyes not really seeing what was before him.
How could she have done this to him?
The voice broke through the dark cyclone of pain, and it became clear he was not leaving. Ruan sighed, but did not move to stand, content to remain in the shadow cast over him like his own personal canopy of trees. This state of numb and silent anguish was probably best to remain in. It hurt less than the fury and betrayal roiling like acid in his heart.
So his quiet sigh was the only response to the man.
And he'd just have to take it or leave it.
The stranger drank, then straightened. Water slipped down his chin and chest, pattering the ground. The instant a drop hit Ruan, he chilled the air between them, all other spray dropping to the dirt like little ice pellets. Meanwhile, he just stared at the water, his eyes not really seeing what was before him.
How could she have done this to him?
The voice broke through the dark cyclone of pain, and it became clear he was not leaving. Ruan sighed, but did not move to stand, content to remain in the shadow cast over him like his own personal canopy of trees. This state of numb and silent anguish was probably best to remain in. It hurt less than the fury and betrayal roiling like acid in his heart.
So his quiet sigh was the only response to the man.
And he'd just have to take it or leave it.
