07-31-2018, 09:24 PM
★ THERE'S A THING CALLED LOVE THAT WE ALL FORGET, AND IT'S A WASTED LOVE, THAT WE ALL REGRET. YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE JUST ONCE, SO DON'T FORGET, FORGET ABOUT A THING CALLED LOVE —
He was a fool. A goddamn fool. Lyra knew it- and that was why she almost never left the boy's side, but in a moment of stupidity, she had left him alone. The german shepherd had been drinking again, a few empty cans of his favorite beer lying in a pile beside his bed. He wasn't really sure how he had ended up outside, wandering by the border but he was there, mumbling curses as he stared up at the stars.
It was here, in his slightly drunk and depressed state, that a familiar jaguar, adorned in tattoos, had knocked him unconscious, dragging him away to gods knew where. Lyra barely missed her companion as he was taken away, left squeaking in alarm as she made panicked circles around the bits of white fur left behind. This was her fault! All her fault! Oh, why couldn't she have been faster? Wherever Cass was... she hoped he was ok...
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #0FDDAF; font-size: 24px;"]— CASS ★
#psychosocial.It was here, in his slightly drunk and depressed state, that a familiar jaguar, adorned in tattoos, had knocked him unconscious, dragging him away to gods knew where. Lyra barely missed her companion as he was taken away, left squeaking in alarm as she made panicked circles around the bits of white fur left behind. This was her fault! All her fault! Oh, why couldn't she have been faster? Wherever Cass was... she hoped he was ok...
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #0FDDAF; font-size: 24px;"]— CASS ★
the dead/missing: atlanticpaw