The young man was restless. The other members of Abaven had marched off to war, and though they were successful it left Féli feeling a bit down and well, rather on the useless side. The youth would lay on his side at the den, letting out a little huff. Perhaps he could find someone to spar with or something... or maybe he could find something to do with Novella and Frith's youngest litter. No matter what he did thought, he had to do something or it was going to eat at his mind and soul.
The young man wandered to the edge of Abaven territory, eventually passing through and leaving it behind. His pawsteps were light, thoughts heavily wagging on his mind. Tac had left. She was seeking her siblings, and, torn between duty and his promise to Novella’s pups he had let her leave. He was alone again... And that knowledge weighed heavily on his heart.
Perhaps what he needed was a friend. Someone who could help reboost his confidence. Someone whom he could make smile and laugh. Well... What was he doing outside pack lands then? Were they not supposed to be a family? Be together? He’d come to a stop, letting his bi-colored eyes wander the old Threar lands with a heavy heart. Yes... A family. But... Little by little... It seemed they were falling apart.
