ardent

Resolution



Steel

Somnium

age
6 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Large
build
Medium
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135

Famous
10-06-2015, 11:08 AM (This post was last modified: 10-06-2015, 11:08 AM by Steel.)

Steel had resigned himself to the fact that he might never see his siblings again. It wasn't something he wanted.. but it felt like it was a reality that he had come to accept. The life of a rogue was something he had become accustomed to, and felt he might always belong to. That is, until he heard his sister's call.

He hadn't seen Ara for nearly a full year. He'd been hardly a yearling then, and he'd been so much different. He was fully grown now and had filled out his large frame, though he had been living as a rogue and it was obvious in how his stomach was slightly shrunken and his ribs protruded ever so slightly. He'd been walking with little wariness, trekking through the disgusting muck of the swamp with Faria at his side, until Ara's call rang out. Instantly, he froze; his limbs seized up and he nearly stumbled face-first into the mud. How had she found him? Why was she here? He grimaced as he pulled himself forward, eyeing Faria as he felt anxiety well up in his throat.

"Yes," he managed to mumble, at a loss for words - though such a thing was not that surprising given how quiet Steel tended to be. "It's my sister Ara." Of all his siblings, it was not surprising that she was the first to have found him. She'd always seemed to care more than the others - he remembered her as being quiet, but loving and dutiful, especially when he was very young.

Feeling as though his heart had begun to whirl into overdrive, he continued forward, finally catching her scent and trailing after it. His pace would increase, though his body begged him to stay. He'd both dreaded and been excited for this day for so many seasons, and now that it was upon him, he felt like he might faint at any moment. Only when he saw Ara, walking with Novel at her side, did he calm slightly. Steel would exhale heavily as he closed the distance between them, noting they both looked as though they'd been traveling for awhile now - they were thinner than he recalled, though they didn't look unwell. He'd freeze as he stood before his sister, his head bowing slowly as he avoided eye contact to the best of his ability.

"What're you guys doing here?" he would ask plainly, ducking his head to glance sideways at Faria. Mom and dad are dead, was all he could think, his heart growing heavy as he waited for Ara to speak. They are dead, and they are never coming back, no matter what we do.