08-12-2018, 01:30 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 400px; line-height: 100%; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; color: black;"]As Zjarr spoke, Luna's blue-eyes would slightly widen. She had missed so much in the time when she had been out- or she believed she had been unconscious. Anything could have happened to her in the time. As the cyborg wolf explained everything, she would frown. It was painful, to learn that she had children and they felt as if she'd abandoned them. She was a horrible mother. Nobody could change her mind. "Your name- it sounds familiar, but nothing is coming back. I'm sorry." Luna would say, her tone low and meek. She didn't want to come out as a pitiful amnesiac but it was probably too late for her not to seem like one. She would rather appear strong then weak around everyone, but now wasn't the best time for that, it seemed.
Her pupils beginning to shrink and waver, the female would speak once more. "I'm a horrible mother, I won't be surprised if our children hate me for leaving them behind. But still- I want to see her, even if she doesn't want to see my face ever again." The white she-wolf would come to a pause, before she would ask, with a hint of hesitation in her voice. "What's- what's her name?"
Her pupils beginning to shrink and waver, the female would speak once more. "I'm a horrible mother, I won't be surprised if our children hate me for leaving them behind. But still- I want to see her, even if she doesn't want to see my face ever again." The white she-wolf would come to a pause, before she would ask, with a hint of hesitation in her voice. "What's- what's her name?"