None the less I must confess
11-13-2014, 04:08 PM
His last visit to Abaven had been quite some time ago now. Chord had been rather busy since that point though, although there had been more exploring to do in the new Southern continent, he had first stopped by Threar to finally pay his grandparents that visit that they so deserved. Well it hadn't exactly been the greatest visit in the world, unfortunately they were ill and as much as they'd tried to look pleased to see Chord even he had been able to see they were feeling rather tired. He had intended upon lingering with the rest of the pack for a little while, though quickly his plans had changed. He had a baby aunt and uncles. So they weren't exactly tiny children any more though it was still amusing to have such family members that were younger than you. If he'd been around them, Chord knew he'd probably have looked up to his elder aunts and uncles for advice and learning, to some extent anyway. Here before him though were young minds for a nephew to have an impression on! That didn't happen all that often. And so an adventure had began. Truth be told for a brief while he was lost something familiar hit him on the travels however and with Sonnet, Envoi and Limerick in tow, he had arrived back at home in Ahlon. There news had been shared and scoldings had been given, his mother had not been too impressed with his antics. For a while he had remained there though it simply didn't feel right being stuck in Ahlon without his siblings around him. Sonnet, Envoi and Limerick had remained behind but now just before winter hit Chord had found himself back in Alacritia and once more upon Abaven's doorstep beckoning for his family. There was probably much to be shared between the siblings, poor Chord didn't even know the half of it! |
11-13-2014, 04:49 PM
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11-13-2014, 05:04 PM
Chord fortunately wouldn't have to wait for too long at the borders, the first form would soon begin to approach and was the familiar form of his brother. A grin would spread across his features as Bass neared and he would return the nuzzle with a brief one of his own. Even the russet and white male would admit this time that it had been too long since he had last seen his siblings, had the visit home softened him and made him miss them even more than usual? Why yes, perhaps it really had. He wasn't sure whether to give him the bad news now or not really. He'd thought long and hard on the matter and to be honest perhaps all of this stuff should have been told to his grandparents first. It was their kids now setting up camp in Ahlon after all and in Dutiron's case, his sister who'd bring the saddest news. Honestly Chord was shocked his mother hadn't tried to send a message to them about Arelahn. No, he wouldn't tell Bass now, he'd keep the mood light and pay a visit to his grandfather before he told the rest of the family. |