angel--of--music

There were so many things he wanted to say and his broken body just wouldn't let him. The Feral Sniper Bruce sat on the floor of the kitchen, silently watching as the men he considered part of his "Pack" spoke to one another. Beside him sat his mate; the rescued Feral Cupcake. The feline minded man was sitting with his eyes closed, his back pressed up against the counter as he listened to everyone sitting at the kitchen table. Occasionally he would open his slitted eyes and he offered Bruce a look, purring as he licked his cheek tenderly. Slowly Bruce tilted his head to one side as they spoke to one another and the back of his brain began to