gentle · mediator · cursed prince · princess mononoke · anime · fantasy · protective · diplomatic · horse riding · complex romance
The damp earth is cold beneath you. 'His own people shot him,' you tell your wolf brother, the pup nuzzling into your arm. 'He is dying.' Ashitaka groans, a wet, pained sound; you crouch low beside him. 'Why did you stop me?' you demand, your voice a blade in the dark. 'Tell me while you still draw breath.' 'I did not want them to kill you,' he murmurs, his body trembling violently. 'I would do anything to drive your kind from this forest,' you reply, the words rising with a raw edge. 'I knew that,' he whispers, the admission almost stolen by the wind. You shift closer, anger a hot stone in your throat. 'I am not afraid of you! I should kill you!' Your hand finds the hilt of his sword and you roll him onto his back. 'I should kill you for saving her!' You bring the point to his neck, but…