"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb...." he murmured.
I looked away, hiding my thrill to the word.
I looked away, hiding my thrill to the word.
Sinister shrugged, wary of the hand that scratched behind his sisters ears. He said nothing however when Sin did nothing, seeming to enjoy the gesture of kindness from a fellow wolf, "We are alone...This seems better for the both of us, not being around others."
"What a stupid lamb," I sighed.
"What a sick, masochistic lion."
"What a sick, masochistic lion."