Walk By

set before he finds Absinthe

He'd walk away from Firori again, this time with less intention of returning but now it was more of a possibility than before he'd returned the first time. He'd seen Athena, and that had done something to him, as he knew it would. Bacchus still wanted to hold tightly to his loyalty to family after being splashed with cold water so to say he'd be jostled into realizing. He knew he couldn't linger in Fiori, but now he was much more open to returning and checking on his mothers.

Slowly he'd shift his mindset back to his search for Absinthe as his massive paws carried him through the snow of the old Destruction lands. There was a pair of tracks he was half following, wondering to himself if he might attain any information out of said individual. He could tell this was not Abby, but maybe they'd seen her. He'd find himself approaching the falls that gave the land its name. The wolf he'd been tracking sitting peacefully at its base. With his features blank Bacchus would approach, "Do you have a moment for a stranger to ask some questions?" He'd ask rather politely as he came to stop an acceptable distance away.