Good Intentions

N/A · 01-05-2016, 08:49 PM

The silver and gray male moved with purpose away from Abaven's lands. He was thankful that he had found a willing healer there. The thought that this was Sin’s son still weighed heavily on his mind. On his heart. He knew he was doing the right thing, but the fact that the devil probably wouldn’t even give a damn that he’d done it burned him up inside. Where was the man anyway? Here his son was, in some lone lands hiding underneath a hollowed tree, and where was Sin? The very thought made him sick.

But the identity of the patient in question, as well as his thoughts, were kept to himself. Cypress lead the way through the lands occasionally glancing over his shoulder to make sure that Starling hadn’t been lost in his scramble to get back to Sheerrun. Deep down, maybe, just maybe he was afraid of Sin getting to the child before he got there with help. Before Sheerrun’s injury could be treated.

Arriving at the tree that Sheerrun had hid under Cypress would turn, glancing to Starling with a somber expression. “Here we are.” His bicolored gaze would turn towards the opening under the tree. He was sure that Sheerrun had moved towards the back of the hollowed tree. Hoping to not startle the lad Cypress would call out in a clear tone; “Sheerrun? I’m sending in a healer to have a look at you.” He’d then glance to Star, giving him a nod.

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