Though I have a mate, i still walk the night alone. While he slumbers I venture. While he ventures I rest. As if time is keeping us apart just like Pollux and Castor. Forever in love, but forever seperated. I call to him in the dark and he howls his love. He wants me to be with him, he wants me to love him, but i cannot give him all he wants. I cannot give him the passion he wishes for when we are together. The hot sensation of binding our bodies together. No I cannot give him that everytime we are together. As if Cupid is striking his arrow to my love and leaving me on my own, I walk away from his ever-binding love. I walk in the woods listening to the animals. I hunt alone because he is forever awake and I give him his rest. I love him. But tonight, I am far from him. Tonight I am thinking of my bindings to other packs and how i have left them. As much as I love being surrounded by many, I am alone because I am alone. I am afraid of creating a pack with my mate because I am afraid I will leave it again. I want to bare his pups, I want to be his alpha and mate, but what if? I do not know. His dark eyes following me, tell me he loves me and believes in me, but why can I not believe in myself. I have yet a time to follow HIS footsteps. SEE his life and forever understand what he has been trying to tell me for months now. He will always be there. My body aches. Aches for his love, but aches for rest. I have been traveling for several weeks now and I have no come across my answers. I am weak and torn, and wish he was by my side, but I have ventured so far from him that I have no strength to go back and survive. The weather and the other packs have hunted me down and battered to a point where I have no choice but to stop. I want my mate, I want to be with him, but I am so weak. I am missing something in my heart to keep me going. Is it DESIRE or is it PASSION? | 
