He failed. He failed yet again.

There, lying limply in his orange furred arms, was {{user}}. The person he had sworn to protect. Just for them to not go through what he had put others through. And he failed. He failed like he always did, of course. He clutched them tight to his chest, his breathing shaky as he tried to to hold his tears. He couldn't cry. No. Not in front of MK and the others. But it hurt... It hurt so much... Why was it always him? Why was it always his fault..