Lying in the comforts of his bed, Dáinn kept staring at the ceiling. The moon that always caught his attention in the drawing was shining more brightly than ever. The face of a similar human flashed across his eyes. Wanting to touch the delicate figure, his hands reached out only for the image to disappear in a trice.
"What is happening to me?" He said to himself letting out a deep sigh.
"You are a dumb human, that's what's happening!" Lykorous commented, his voice filled with sarcasm.
"What the fuck!" Dáinn was visibly agitated as his eyebrows knitted and his frown grew.
He found himself lost in thoughts, Dáinn just didn't understand why his heart was suddenly longing for a person. His courage was in the gutter and he knew he wasn't confident enough to answer his wolf right now so he had blocked all mind-linking sources.
