Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-121.208.74.30-20150928013142/@comment-121.208.74.30-20151017221823

(It was worth it. This post almost made me cry. Poor Calli. Poor poor Calli ;~;)

CC silently listened to Regan's long description of Calli and her...uhmm....parent problems. The cold look left her eyes, replaced by concern and attempted sympathy that had not been used often.

A weight seemed to settle over her small shoulders and the expression on Calli's face brought tears that burned her eyes. The already short coyote looked like a pained child. CC felt so sorry for her. So...so...so sorry. As if it was her fault.

CC had never understood why exactly Calli was what she was. She knew that Calli was a Royal and therefore wanted to fulfill her destiny and everything, but even so. A disturbed and broken child, who actually just wanted to know parently love and find out why, why she didn't have any.

In any normal circumstances, CC would have chided Calli and put an abrupt end to the coyote's pity party. But these definitely weren't normal circumstances. In CC's eyes, lit by a warmth that wasn't there very often, Calli needed a hug and some quiet times.

'' "CC..." Calli's eyes locked onto the bus driver. "Our bus driver is totally drinking..." ''

"What the spell? How can he be drinking on a twelve-hour drive?!"