A tear dropped, falling to the lush grass below.
Another one followed as a small whimper was let out by the outsider they had come from. He was hiding, he just needed some time alone. To think...
...How could I fall for this? This can't be happening... Caring? About a child? A human child, who could not even speak; could be easily killed off alone. Having weakness...yet, for some reason...I...I want him safe from others..safe...from me...
The outsider whipped his tail, sinking his trident spiked tail into the trunk of a tree. Azill had never felt this way. Crying? He hadn't done so...since he killed his own father; what started all this bui