[center][color=ed1c24][b]Speckle|Mood: Flustered/Shocked|Tags: Shade
"I'm not known for 'Speckles'. I'm known for Magic."[/b]

I turn my head, standing. "No!" I howl loudly, making some birds around me fly away as I run after him, quick as I could. I managed to catch up. "No! I... I needed to," I took a breath. "I needed to relax!" I felt tears come to my eyes as I ran beside the darkly coloured wolf. I see my tears trail behind me, seeming to stain the ground. "I... Didn't... Mean it that way..." I had no idea why he ran. I did something wrong. I know it. I stop in my tracks, my paws scraping at the ground. "I'm sorry." I pad slowly away, back toward where I once sat. "I'm sorry for wasting your time." I walk backwards for a moment, turning back around and running.[/color][/center]