Names were the interesting kind of thing. Listening to someone talk—it only takes a few moments to pick up someone’s name, and who they are. Names were not light things among wolves. Aside posture and position, the way someone spoke could anger another wolf quite easily whether they wanted it or not. It certainly was not unheard of for wolves to think particular familiar names insulting or harshly reject such a claim to friendship. Some even refused to share names, especially among loners, as association was never a good thing on thinner meatless years.

It was the same thing with actions. Over friendless was often misinterpreted and almost always arouse with suspicion among loners. Helping another was unheard of—unless of course, two wolves were trying to court each other, but that was a different story.
Thinking about it now, it was probably why so many males that she’d met had stayed so clingy… It suddenly occurred to her why many of them were so reluctant with parting—did they actually hope for something more?

Certainly, Kai was around the age to mate, though she’d never really thought about settling down. Actually, correcting herself, she didn’t really want to settle down in some dark dank den where she couldn’t see anything. Nor did she want tiny furballs climbing around her when she would be dying to be running around to get out of whatever place they decided to settle in. It was rather a depressing thought—she would be a terrible parent, wouldn’t she?

Kai shook her head, trying to get rid of the thought. It wasn’t often when she got lost in the thoughts, and it was such a waste of time. Kai eyed curiously when Nae finally noticed Emi’s scattered wounds—she’d been counting on getting her reaction, though Nae’s actions somewhat reminded her of a mother cat fussing over her kittens. She wasn’t sure it was a good thing or a bad thing, but Kai perked up suddenly when she caught a hint of movement.

Emi had let out a slight protest before Nae followed to treat his cut. But when Emi had reacted—note key word, reacted—everything seemed to happen in a blur. Emi had leaned forward and… touched her cheek? Kai’s heart was pounding; it kept screaming at her unknowing self that something was wrong with that scene, but she was too thick to hear. She felt something she didn’t want happening, but she would have refused to admit it anyways had she known.

Kai found herself frozen.

((*snicker* Muffinz is so evil....... xDDD

The entire atmosphere changed by just one small movement. It seemed to him like a blurred rush. Something out of his control. But then everything was spinning, blending together. He could feel his heart pounding in his ears. He could taste the desire in his mouth, as bitter and sharp as the blood that seeped from his tongue.

They were both frozen. Once he scrambled to his paws he could see that. Naell had moved out of the way when he attempted to nuzzle her cheek; he hadn't even touched a single thread of her fur.

But what felt the most like a knife in his chest was the look of terror scribbled across her face. He saw other emotions, too. Horror. Hate. Frustration. Instinctively he wanted to move forward, to pick up a smooth persona and pat away her worries. Somehow the adrenaline had given him strength, and he felt like he could do it.

He could lie. He could be charismatic and charming. Was it really too late? He could make up some excuses... He was very good at pretending. Emi felt his mind going back to what he was used to. Figuring out the easiest ways to get her to fall for him. His attention was focused on her. He couldn't go on with such loneliness for much longer.

But watching her, noting every readable feeling that flitted through her eyes, he truly wished he could stop. Why was that so hard?

Because he was an addict.

A long moment passed in silence on his part. Finally he took a deep breath and looked away. The ache was starting to come back. The adrenaline faded. Pain contorted his face, but he fought against the Hunger.

"I'm sorry," He finally said pathetically.

Emierhin took a clumsy step away from them. He knew that he should leave. Knew that they were better off away from him. After all, he was nothing but a murderer. A liar. He didn't deserve any such pleasure or company. His head lowered. And yet...he still couldn't find it in him to depart from the two females.

He was still too weak.

Kai flinched as Emi jerked back suddenly, seeming so small in comparison to the male’s angered irritation. He snapped at her, asking if she was stupid. If she understand what she was doing.

Kai quivered slightly, and found herself unable to hold Emi’s piercing eyes that seemed filled with pained contempt. It was as if almost they appeared accusing. That he blamed her for everything that had occurred.
It hurt her to have that thought. That everything Emi went through was all because Kai was there.

And then Emi was biting his tongue again, and then blood.

“Please, don’t do that!” Kai cried out on impulse finally, and fell silent. She found herself unable to look Emirhin, frozen in her words and steps.

“…it… hurts me when you do that.”

Kai was standing there, alone all in essence. Although Nael wasn’t far away, it was just Emi and her. A spotlight in a dark room upon her; the pressure of every single word. Nothing else seemed to matter.

She moved her paws slightly, wanting to move closer, but Emi’s words echoed in her head. She stopped herself.

Kai was stuck like that, not with the capability to leave, yet unable to step forward. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to leave; rather it was she could not. It didn’t exist in the capability of Kai to be able to turn herself on someone she had already started to befriend—it would rest on her forever that she had left Emi out there, to face whatever pain he had alone.

She couldn’t.

((sucky sucky. rawr. Muffinz loves this thread except it's so hard to figure what to do....))