Thread: Innocence beneath the moon

Ronan knew nothing of the pain he had caused her, he would never have approached her if he had known. he was trying to protect her, not torment her. but when he heard the screaming, he knew something was wrong. the man was screaming, Ronan did not like the human man, he hated Callista for reasons that Ronan did not understand. he watched the girl flee the farm and turned to the house, slipping inside, his massive form barely fitting through the doorways as he nudged the girls mother with a massive paw, speaking before the woman could even scream. Your Husband has done wrong tonight. justice will come on Swift Wings, should the Sister demand it, i will kill him, should she ask it, i will spare him. let him know, his life, depends on her. and with that, Ronan was gone from the mothers bedroom as if he had been a dream, leaving only the screams of the man in pain as Ronan fled the farm, smelling blood, HER blood. he growled as he stepped into the clearing, and settled just out of her reach, wary of her deciding he would make a lovely new fur coat. I am Sorry my Queen... he muttered softly. i did not know my approaching you, would make the Human man... he hesitated as he studied her. you should not mangle your pretty wings so... they are what make you so wonderful... you are not human, you never where. Ronan admitted simply. we did not come here to find you, but find you we did, and we wanted only to make you happy. Ronan admitted, sighing a wolfish sigh. now, we have ruined your life, and put you in danger... Ronan blinked at her for a moment. Ask what you will, Pack Sister, we will give it to you, if we are able. we shall kill the man, if you ask it of us, or leave him alone if that is what you desire... the Mother has been informed that he has done something bad. Ronan admitted. we will protect her from him if we must, she who honestly loves you. there was already a younger, smaller wolf waiting at the farm, watching to see what Callista's mother would do, all too ready to kill the Father if he tried to attack, or harm the Mother. You are always Welcome in our Home, Pack Sister... you could be at home in our Dens, with our Mothers, and our Pups. he assured her. never would you be harmed or hurt. he promised her. the Traders come through often, we could easily provide for you, even taking you to faraway places, anywhere you would want to go. Ronan promised her. you will never be happy with humans, they are only there to destroy all things that are good in this world. Ronan admitted simply. you where never meant to be with them, please, join us in our Dens... at least for the night while you calm down and think of what to do. he pleaded softly. We of the Pack are not the only dangers here in the night, we would keep you safe this night, and all nights that you would have us... he hesitated and then stood, moving forward, running his warm tongue across her face, drying the tears, or trying to anyway. settle onto my back, i will carry you to our dens... or i will stay with you through the night, my fur is warm, and will keep you from the chill. he promised her, laying down right next to her, waiting for her to either climb onto his back, or lay next to him, letting the decision be hers... or at least, letting her think so.