Title: forgive me lord for I have lived so little
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Anne Sexton
Warnings: post-54
Pairings: Rachel/Tobias
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 115
Point of view: third
Prompt: Animorphs, any main, cry yourself to sleep
Birds can't cry.
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Tobias spends most of his time perched in his tree. He hunts when he thinks about it, sleeps when he's too tired to do anything else, ignores everything.
Sometimes, he can almost forget.
Almost.
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Nothing has changed in his territory. Entire worlds have opened up to Earth, but Tobias still has a tree and a territory, and he's just a bird there.
He's just a red-tailed hawk. He's not a hero, or the near-lover who never had a chance, or Elfangor's son.
He hasn't mourned yet. He'll never mourn, because birds can't cry.
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Tobias hasn't morphed human since Rachel died because if he started crying he'd never stop.