CRIPPLED BY A PROMISE BROKEN // estrangement

Truthfully, Arvid had to admit that he had been pretty harsh to Astraea, when she had approached and questioned him about his poisons. Well... she had more questioned him about his methods, rather than the poisons themselves. Either way, it had annoyed him, and he had ended up snapping. He admittedly felt bad about it afterwards, but he had also avoided apologizing directly – he was far too awkward to admit he had been sort of cruel. Regardless, when he came across Astraea pouting outside of her father's den, he figured he should say something. Especially since she had such an awfully pitiful look on her face.

Sitting down a few paces away from where Astraea laid, Arvid remained silent for a moment before finally clearing his throat to grab her attention. The canine spoke a bit awkwardly, his mismatched paws shifting in front of him, "Hey, Astraea... what's wrong with you? You seem... upset." Part of him had been tempted to make a joke about her "puppy dying," but that didn't really seem proper, considering how up in arms she had gotten about mice dying.

i wanna be the sand inside that hourglass