Crack Bones With Blind Aggression [DM?]
The growing boy had been sleeping peacefully since his return to his family. Granted, they were safe in Donostrea, but he had been on edge since his family had been gone. He had been so happy when they came back for them, but he knew that things were different. Momma was almost like him now, seeing the world through half a lens...but at least she could still see. He would have hated the fact that she would be like him. Father ended up the same way. As he curled tighter around himself, the warmth that filled the den had wavered when their mother left. Next thing he knew, he was woken up with Ganta nosing him awake. Blearily opening his eyes, he looked in Ganta's direction, brows furrowed at the tone in his brothers voice. However, he wouldn't argue with him. He never did. He depended on Ganta most of all to get him around places he didn't know, and this would be one of those places.
Trailing close to his brother, Obscuro kept close to his brothers haunch and used him as a guide. Granted, he stumbled a step or two, he kept on course regardless. As they neared their destination, Obscuro's ears laid back as the scents of other wolves came to him, and he was immediately set on edge when he detected the tension. Stifling a whine, he could hear the snarls of battle happening nearby. He could smell his mother, his brothers, his sister...and...their dad? Before he could ask, Ganta had indicated that they were stopping before telling him that dad was fighting. Who was fighting dad? He faced the direction the pair were fighting, his fur bristling with alarm and fear as he pressed into Ganta. "W-what's happening? Why are they fighting?" He was oblivious to the fact that before their dad had gone to get them, he had been summoned to a match against this man's mate...but now that he was here, witnessing this fight in a sense, he could feel that the situation was very serious. |