Snippet #1572967

(OOC: Baha, nice :P)

She had returned before night fell and brought back not a large kill, but enough squirrels and rabbits for everyone to have one of each. Morte was starving and devored hers, and did the pup, but Christian only ate the rabbit, claiming he was to full. Morte gave him a confused look, she had calmed down from her previous anger and now worried about him. She slid the squirrel towards Duqe and he happily munched on it.

Christian's face was a mask of sadness, nothing else to disguise the pain he seemed to be in. He stood, his chocolate fur shimmering the what was left of the suns light, and walked to the mouth of the cave, sitting a little in front, so he wasn't quite in the cave himself.

Morte followed him after a moment and sat down next to him, saying softly to him. "Christian, what's wrong?"

He looked at her, or more looked down at her and sighed. "Morte, my life is over. Three months. That's all I have left. I return and Hiyun kills me. It's not exactly me being a 'traitor'. I showed that I cared for your well being, Hiyun saw this and killing me will be a punishment to myself, the pups, and he's hoping you as well. It's a trade with him, 'There is no free lunch'. You take something from him, and he must take something from you. You took his pups, and he's taking me. Which is ridiculous because the only person that's going to be hurt by this is me, and perhaps Lesp, my brother."

"I'm sorry, but it would effect me, I would be sad if you died." Morte wasn't sure what to say, "Why did you come with me, then? You could have stayed, lived with your family, started a family."

"Then you would have died."

"I had nothing to live for."

"What about your sister?"

"In all honesty, she's better off without me. I spent almost a year of my life looking for her. Searching and hoping I would find her. Our parents were killed when we were young, and the murderer intended to kill me as well. He dragged me off, and I watched Mori flee, running for her life like she should. I escaped though, and tried to find her. I couldn't. I supposed she thought I had abandoned her, as I felt I had, so I looked. When I found her, not even two weeks ago, she greeted me with hostility, as to be expected, how would she know who I was? All she has ever shown me since then was anger and annoyance, though. Not a touch of love. I was attacked at our 'new' pack, and she sided with my attacker on my injuries. With my attacker. Then to get rid of me she told me to get these pups, and here she is taking one of them. She treats me like I am an insufferable twit, like I don't know what's going on, what I do. She saved me once, that was the only act of kindness I ever got from her. The rest is rolling eyes, cold, glares, and talking to me like I don't understand. I do understand, Christian, I do. I understand that she doesn't like me, she doesn't want me around. I understand that she never missed me, she only felt abandoned because it affected her life. She was upset then, and she's upset now. Mori....Mori wouldn't care if I were gone. She would be happy, I bet. Then she could steal the both of these pups. Care for them like our mother never did us, like I never did her." Morte whispered the last part.

She stood and walked back in the cave. "Morte..." Christian said to her retreating back. She didn't listen though, she just continued walking away, as she did everything in her life. Morte lay down beside the pup, cuddling into his back, he made a little happy moan sound, and was asleep within seconds. She rest her head on the floor and closed her eyes, listening to the small wolf's breath. A little tear slid down her face, wishing that she could reverse the years, and have this be Mori, raised right instead of the bitchy character she turned out to be.

Morte then felt a warm presence behind her, which then wrapped around her and the pup. Christian.
"You have to live for Duqe. For me. That's what you have to live for."