Welp, adjusting to a new character so bear with me please <3 AW

Darrah Walker

sail away, sail away to the water

He didn't know how to cope with it all. His mother was dead, his father was dead, he was confused and afraid of what might happen next. He had a nice home, his siblings to care for him as he cared for them in return. But it wasn't enough. It was the part that knew it would never be enough that had let him wander about that day. He had made it all the way to the thicket. He had gone inside, which was easy because of his small size, and wandered to get lost. He could only hope he was getting lost.


Determination was his thing, his key, his desperate want but everything that he had to hold on to was disappearing. Would his siblings disappear on him too? No, the vigilante would not let it happen. He ran through the forest, building up the limbs that he had let fail for so long. A sickly child he had been but not anymore. The determination to make himself stronger was there and it was growing. He was going to make his parents proud no matter what.

The boy felt oddly fraustrated, his 'mother' Irune had been taken. But it was more he was worried about Quelt than anything. He himself felt nothing, it was curious but interesting all the same. The curious boy would stop though, when he saw his brother Darrah. Both Darrah and Renhet had been the two sickly pups, and so they hadn't been around the pack much. But Levi would never be able to deny his blood that he had a soft spot for his family. Despite not yet knowing of his mental illness, no one else knew of it either.
"You should be careful out here Darrah, father will be worried." he had long grown used to calling Quelt father. Levi was probably the most damaged from their real fathers death. He had witnessed the male fall off the cliff himself. But yet his heart was holding up like a stone. With little sense of right and wrong.

Darrah Walker

sail away, sail away to the water

He was startled into stopping his run when he heard a voice. Levi. He thought as he turned to face his brother who used a word on a man who did not deserve it. He frowned slightly as he looked to his brother. "You mean Quelt? He is not my father." He stated stubbornly. "I don't care if he is worried. I'm training." He also responded knowing that compared to the rest of the pack he was weak and sickly and everything he didn't want to be. Darrah Walker was going to be a warrior who took everything when all was lost. That was what he was going to be and in order to do that, he couldn't care if Quelt was worried about him wandering away for a bit in order to build up the muscle in his legs.


He knew that his brother saw Irune as their mother and Quelt as their father even though it wasn't true. He didn't remember much about him but Darrah knew one thing. He missed them both. His ghostly white fur was covered in dirt from the few times he tumbled down. He looked defiantly at his brother as he waited for him to react in some way, shape, or form.

Irune, his caretaker, had been taking away. Of course. This god damn world took everything away from him and his siblings. Why? Because the world was a huge load of crap. All of his mothers...Elsa, his real mother, dead. Raisa, the only mother he truly loved and had a bond with, gone. Disappeared like a fart in the wind. Ebony- the pack he knew he would grow to be such a glorious man in, his father-..., and now, Irune. Was Quelt going to die or disappear too? Or was the world going to crash down on any of his siblings? Why couldn't they just take him? He'd be up with mom...his real mom. And Raisa...and his father. It was the same saying over an over again. He'd rather feel pain then nothing at all.
Ixionn had casually traveled out of Abaven after hearing Irune was taken away- and made his way toward the place he last saw his father. They were arguing...arguing about Ebony and leaving. So...basically, the last thing he did with his father before he died was argue with him. Perfect shit. He couldn't of just loved him and said thank you? Nuzzled him and hugged his leg? Nope. He had to be a jerk. The world was crumbling away beneath him slowly...and it hurt. His heart was slowing down, and the lack of oxygen was making him suffocate.
It turned out that both of his brothers were here, as well. Once he noticed them, he immediately made his way over to see what they were up to. And what he ran into...made him furious. At the mention of Quelt being called their 'father', Ixionn growled and curled his lips back instantly. He widened his legs and looked as if he was about to spar with Levi. But instead, the young man just stood there, growling violently. "Never say that Quelt is our father! Never! Hajime is our father. What will it take for you to understand that?!" Ixionn sucked in a breath and slowly leaned back on his torso, still growing with frustration.
"Never say it around me, Levi. Don't you dare do it."

One emotion he would never understand was hurt, was sadness. Levi couldn't feel it, he had noticed that after his father fell off the cliff and he panicked. So when Ixionn came in a rage, he stepped back but kept his face emotionless. Even Darrah had the same opinion. But now, the pup was about to lay down some facts. "A father is a being that takes care of you, even if it's in their mind. Quelt cares for us, I see him every night staring at the sky talking to Dad. Quelt is father, Hajime is dad. He's important, he cares about you. If something happened to you Quelt would be sad. That's why he's being strong." that was just how he saw it. Though his tail twitched nervously. There was something wrong with him wasn't there?
"I'm worried.....brothers, worried. If we're mean to abaven, to father, dad would be sad wouldn't he? Am I wrong? Quelt is tring to make us heirs, he promised." he was just as frustrated as they were, but in a different way. Levi only said what he knew, what he saw, what was observable to him. He was a stalker sometimes alright, easily hidden. But now when facing his brothers, he was uncontrollably shaking and didn't even know it.

Darrah Walker

sail away, sail away to the water

Ixionn had charged into the conversation and Darrah sighed. "Calm down Ixionn. We need a peaceful conversation." He said before Levi went on to explain this thinking. Darrah simply shook his head. Nope, not how he saw things, definitely not. "Father is the same thing as dad. He might not be here on earth but he is still watching over us and protecting us." He determined with a frown. Did his brother really see his father as Quelt and his dad as Hajime? It didn't work like that did it?


He looked at the others in sadness. "We're all we've got left." He said in a cold and emotionless way as he stared at the ground in front of Levi. It had taken him so long to realize it but it was so clear. They were alone because if they got close to anyone, anyone at all, then they would disappear or worse they would die. It was the curse of the Walker line.