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@turnedprey   ⁝   ** he remembered her. not because he ever knew the poor man. but rather her face haunted him. how could it not? he tore her husband, and children to carmine shreds. and his wolf probably laughed. probably reveled in her tears. her pleadings. screams. he scarcely remembered that night. before his wolf took over. and when he came to, he found himself smeared in blood. but he forced himself back to present. turning to face her slightly, offering out his hand. ❝ carlisle. again, my condolences on your loss. ❞

› @carniis She would note that his apology was, strange to say the least. And it bothered her slightly, as he turned to face her she would inspect him carefully, taking in his appearance and build, she didn’t recall her husband ever mentioning a friend like that, but if it was falling out she could understand not wanting to speak on it. It’s only when her eyes fell upon his face, did something bother her, his scar running across his nose. It made her freeze for a moment, hold on the flowers trembling slightly but she shook herself. “It’s quite alright. I’m glad that he was remembered even if you two didn’t end well, thank you” leaning down she would place the flowers down onto the stones. Standing in silence beside him before speaking again “im Sierra. I was his wife.”

@turnedprey   ⁝    ** body tensing as he heard the woman approaching, he already knew who it most likely was. he just hadn’t anticipated her coming at this time. she hadn’t ever before. so he would brace himself to put on a calm facade, turning his attention to her. ❝I..yes.❞ ** lying through his teeth wasn’t something he wanted to ever get used to.  but in the moment he would have to ❝ when we were kids. we.. had a falling out but I heard about his passing. and well..im-❞  ** he felt a lump grow in his throat. guilt. ❝im sorry.❞ ** a pause before he continued. ❝ im sorry for your loss maam ❞