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▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Crevan | Sora Guardian Spirit | Kitsune ❛She will hide all you wish to see about her sweet soul. Like breathing and living in a masquerade ball, You will fall in love with who she is beneath her mask. And somewhere in the night, be the mask and watch her soul..
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○I'm feeling frustrated. ●I'm speaking to no one at the moment. ○I'm currently wearing sloppy. ●I have $200 on me and $800 stashed in the bank. ○I'm currently unsure of my relationship status.
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Two weeks. Fourteen days. Three hundred and thirty six hours. He could keep going. Honestly..
Not answering his phone calls. Not answering the door. Simply unwilling to talk to him at all. His Angel.. how much longer is he going to drag this on? Crevan only wanted to explain himself, yet he wasn’t even allowed the chance to do so. Has relationships always been this troublesome? What happened to ‘talking it out’ like adults?
Aki, or ‘Iris’ for this matter, held the role of a foster child. He wasn’t a love interest, despite how Iris made countless advances on the fox, himself. Crevan puts him above everything else, simply because Iris had been traumatized in the past, mistreated in ways no one should ever go through. The pain Iris felt, Crevan didn’t want him to experience anything of the sorts any longer. He was being protective. He thought he was protecting Iris, but perhaps.. Crevan was making things worse for Iris by compromising with the countless mischief. Vixen on the other hand, was different from Crevan. She acts as a proper mother figure who’d properly lecture Iris, scold him for things he did wrong despite how she usually acts like a person with a mentality lower than the average child. Iris didn’t like the idea of love. He didn’t like the idea of kindness, of compassion. The young, vibrant child the twins once knew was no longer there. The bubbly child, the fox who holds the brightest smile, who shone like the brightest star in the darkest night. Crevan wondered if it was possible returning to those long lost days where there was not a single worry in the world, when everything was alright, when all they had were each other. Those were the days Crevan hold most dear to him, and he believed Vixen thought the same, too.
There he sat on the beach while the gentle breeze blew, carrying his silver locks in the wind. His hair was a mess, and his complexion was horrible. The whites of his eyes were bloodshot, dark crescents circled the bottom of his eyes, and his face was as pale as sheet. The word ‘horrible’ was slapped across his forehead, and he made no attempt to hide it at all. His shirt had only been buttoned up halfway, revealing the scar across his chest. His arms rested upon his knees, his finger trailing the engagement ring Angel made him wear. It shone beneath the faint light, yet the glimmer seemed dimmer than usual. The golden orbs that once shone like the night sky, according to Angel, no longer shone at all. His irises were hollow as he revealed the engagement ring he held within the palm of his free hand. The ring Angel so mercilessly threw at his face a moment before he dashed out of the house. Crevan shouldn’t have turned away that day, he shouldn’t have walked away no matter how upset he had been. He knew Angel was supposed to come first, above anything else, yet when it came to Iris, Crevan couldn’t help but take his side, become the overprotective father figure he had always been to Iris.
He clenched the ring tightly in his palm as he raised his hand, threatening to throw it out into the ocean, yet he lacked the courage to do so. His arms froze shortly in midair before he finally lowered it. He was attached, wasn’t he? The idea of being loved, of being cared for. Angel was a tad dramatic in this situation, but he understood why Angel got furious when the fox yelled at Kate for butting in. The fox clutched his head, an angry growl escaping his lips. He hasn’t been receiving enough sleep lately, and he wondered if Angel was alright. Everything felt wrong. It felt empty, and the fox wondered just what he should do. It was always because he’s too softhearted that people end up taking advantage of him, that people cast him aside once they were over and done with. Perhaps that was the case with his former lovers.
The fox pulled out his phone, dialing the ever so familiar set of numbers into his device. It wouldn’t hurt to try, would it? He clenched his jaw as he pressed the call button. One time, two.. and it soom became five. It never went through and it was never dialing at all. Crevan heaved a small sigh, already giving up in this situation. This whole engagement thing, he should never have done it, should he?
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Upon hearing his name, the dog would stop shaking his head and just stand there, as if he was surprised that the stranger knew his name. When Dylan offered his hand, the dog wouldn't let go of the stick, but did sniff him. When he was satisfied, the dog would give a snort before turning and running back into the water. Savannah, having been watching them, giggled a bit before walking over to Dylan. "You're one of the lucky ones. He didn't knock you to the ground." She typically kept him on a leash for that reason since most people didn't like getting knocked over by a huge dog. He was still young though and other than the jumping thing, he was really well behaved. "It's been a couple of days since I've seen you. How have things been?" The brunette would ask curiously while also keeping an eye on the dog. She noticed others on the beach, but thankfully the dog was more interested in playing in the water rather than trying to go make new friends.
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