by Atriark Wed Jul 04, 2012 1:24 am
Atriark was crushed. His slightly drunk decision had ruined what probably would have been a wonderful thing. Flinching at Kira's words, Atriark left the room. The zebra paused a second, started to look back, but decided against it. He trotted slowly down the hallway, his head drooped so low that his nose nearly brushed the ground. As he descended the stairs, he kicked himself mentally.
Taking a moment to compose himself, Atriark trotted passed the bar and out to the early Stableton morning. Atriark felt light without his saddle bags or armor. But Kira had been so disappointed and furious that Atriark hadn't had the heart to stay in the same room much longer. He had left everything- His armor, his guns, every bottle cap, bullet, piece of food, and trinket he had found was still in that room. But most importantly, he left his mother's necklace in his saddle bag. Still he wouldn't go back to retrieve that, he wouldn't be able to stand seeing Kira again right now. Atriark just trudged along the street and turned down an alley. There he laid down. So far, the zebra buck had been able to hold back his emotions, but now he couldn't. In the shadow of some building, Atriark wept.