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A soft chuckle preceding kind words from the insouciant white-haired boy. He smiled at him, the edges of his lips quirked upwards in a somehow warm and inviting manner. The boy glanced around him, wistfully, like an angel searching for his wings. 

At his beck and call, the animals scampered out to gather around him. They sat at safe distances from Brynn, as though even as the white-haired boy had trusted him, a man with blood splattered on his attire was never one to get close to.

"Y-yes." Brynn's voice came out soft, faintly hoarse and holding a saddened air. "I'm fine." The brunette reassured, words directed tp the sweet stranger before him and his unconvinced consciousness.

The hazel eyed boy stepped further back towards the forest, unused to the kind words and soft smiles offered by the stranger. He doubted that the boy would hurt him, but he could see no reason why he'd speak to him as warmly as he did.


ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɪᴤ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ʙᴜʀᴅᴇɴ .


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"Why do you step away?" Adre asked softly as he looked at him and even from this stranger hiding his face, they made eye contact. His dark blue eyes were soft and gentle. Adre was a very lonely soul, after his uncles past and his mother had not woken, He had never left the forest nor had talked with anyone since except the animals that lived in the forest.

Grief"

I did not know how to reach him, how to catch up with him… The land of tears is so mysterious.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince


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The boy's ethereal blue eyes met Brynn's own hazel. The white-haired stranger seemed disheartened by his apparent reluctance in trusting him. Brynn's lips instinctively slipped into a slight frown, he hadn't meant to hurt him.

The brunette had an odd urge to gently pat his shoulder to reassure him that it wasn't that he disliked him. Brynn thought better of this, as the boy would see this as an odd gesture and pull away. Everyone distanced themselves from him nowadays.

He should leave, as talking with others never brought about any good, but he couldn't help but think the other was endearing in the same way as a kitten, gracefully gentle and sweet as honey. He had hair as white and pure as Winter's first snow. Brynn was inexplicably drawn in by him.

"I. . " Brynn muttered, the dark amaranth red tint sneaking onto his cheeks again. "Just stay away from me." With these words, the taller male stepped further back, his worn brown shoes crushing the unlucky leaves that lay under his feet.

Though the boy may have shown insouciance towards his blood stained appearance and introverted demeanour, the other had come to learn that anyone that became acquainted with him would meet a horrible end. He didn't want that, he couldn't let the boy be murdered brutally as well.

ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɪᴤ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ʙᴜʀᴅᴇɴ .


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Adrea smiled with a light chuckle, then heard the other speak "Hm..? Why is that?" He asked not moving or reacting to the hand on his shoulder, Adre had not minded at all at the contact from the other. But was curious about why he wanted Adre to stay away from him.

Grief"

I did not know how to reach him, how to catch up with him… The land of tears is so mysterious.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince


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"I'm bad luck. You'll get killed." The brunette whispered, lightly. He moved back further, curtailing half of his strong build behind the stone cottage's corner walls.

Resting a sun-kissed hand on the old stone cottage wall, Brynn pursed his lips shyly as they dipped into a frown—images of this boy splattered with blood filled his mind, shivers climbing his spine.

The hazel eyed boy seemed perplexed, not quite understanding why the boy had chuckled and smiled so sweetly at him. A smile so sweet, so innocent and pure it may have been able to piece darkness. A fitting smile of the angel that stood ever so daintily before him.

"I shouldn't stay here." Brynn muttered, reaching up and gently pulling the hood further over his blushing cheeks. He stole a fleeting glance at the boy, before turning hastily and beginning to quickly walk away.

ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɪᴤ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ʙᴜʀᴅᴇɴ .


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Adre watched the other walk away like the wind into the forest and he didn't even get a word out!
He sighed lightly seeing as he was gone and slowly walked back in the cottage with a slight frown. "Oh well..people come and go anyway.." Adre said since he was always stuck here in his loneliness.

Grief"

I did not know how to reach him, how to catch up with him… The land of tears is so mysterious.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince


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[Skip to night when Brynn turns into the wolf?]

ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɪᴤ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ʙᴜʀᴅᴇɴ .


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{( Sure :3 )]

Grief"

I did not know how to reach him, how to catch up with him… The land of tears is so mysterious.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince


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Soft crackling, an ardent light that peeked shyly through the widespread leaves of the forest plants. A fire burned, lighting the clearing with its curious, dancing flame. The brunette was careful as he pressed the plants aside, hazel hued eyes combing the area for the light's source. His gaze fell upon a small fire on sparse twigs, tended to by a young hunters man wearing fur. The night's chilly air coaxed Brynn into tugging the sleeves if his cloak and yanking down his hood. Moonlight seeped into the area and the boy hastily glanced up. Night had come rather quickly. A soft, whistling breeze rustled the trees. A pounding begun in Brynn's head. The brunette groaned softly, leaning weakly against a tree as he held his head in increasing pain. The world dizzied. Eyes flung open, a deep red seemed to stain his light brown and green irises. Once more his gaze returned to the young hunstman. Brynn's lips curled upwards, happily, lips parting to reveal sharp and inhuman teeth that aided his menacing smile. A quick chuckle, the boy ambled to the man, who in turn drew a weapon at the sight of him. Brynn grasped his throat, pressed him against the tree until splinters must have dug into his back, and laughed at the man who struggled in his arms. Plunging his claws into his shoulder, into the tender bone below the flesh and smearing the blood onto the tree idly. He'd take his time killing this one, he'd have his fun with him.

ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɪᴤ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ʙᴜʀᴅᴇɴ .


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Adre walked around outside to collect some more flowers for the graves near the cottage just outside but heard struggling along the trees and quietly walked alone and peeked behind a tree hiding to see what was going on, he head chuckling and growling. He was more interested then frightened. So naive, He was.

Grief"

I did not know how to reach him, how to catch up with him… The land of tears is so mysterious.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince


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