Dead by Night...

Jakart knew that his mother was sorry for leaving so soon. Even when she apologized when he mentioned her passing it was simply a waste of breath for her to say it. Jakart and his siblings all knew that their mothers place was with Bane, the grey male preferring to think that it was her love that brought her here to wherever this place was. The afterlife he supposed. Currently it was just him and his mother but it was cause for concern that Bane wasn't here with them. "Mom," Jakart swallowing the lump in his throat and drew away. "where's... where's dad?" But Tahlia only stared back in what he took for shock, a worried whine leaving his throat at the look as his forelegs shifted their grip around her shoulders.

Alive? Of course he was alive. He was only taking a quick rest beneath the calm waters of the flood. It was just a momentary closing of his eyes. "Yes. I'm alive..." A strand of doubt entered his mind. What if he awoke to late? Would he stay here forever. Callisto! The ebony she wolf would be looking for him. Possibly. Yes, he needed to go back soon. Even Tahlia said so and was losing her composure from what he saw at this revelation the two wolves had come to. His grip tightened around her shoulders. "I'll missed you," He whispered into an ear before he couldn't get the chance to do so. "terribly. Espirit misses you. Nako and Kailos miss you."

There was nothing else to say as he waited, not knowing if he would return in an instant to where his body drifted. Jakart let his grip slacken around Tahlia as a strange sensation rippled through him like a jolt of electricity. For a moment he felt something waiver as if a difficult decision was being contemplated. "I have to go mom. Maybe I'll see you in a bit. Don't worry to much." Already his paws were carrying him to the river when the two of them stood at. Jakart blinked and felt nothing but the water through his fur and the burn of his wounds. He waded into the river, suddenly jumping in, diving deeper and deeper into the depths in the search for a way back.

It was the only way he saw to leave her. A flicker of consciousness had decided for him when he had wavered to stay. It was an almost out of body experience as he saw himself reach the bottom of the river, looking up and seeing Tahlia on the surface before suddenly he was gone. Jakart's mind had dove down beneath the water, his motionless body giving a shudder as he opened his eyes in the waking world.
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Something impacted Jakart’s already injury shoulder and sent the wolf tumbling, a flurry of bubbles erupted around his muzzle and drifted around his neck to the surface. With his remaining strength he paddled downward and kicked off the rapidly moving bottom to head to the surface. The journey up top to air and life was a struggle, vision greying around the edges before finally his muzzle broke the surface. Jakart gulped down air and shook his head while desperately paddling to stay afloat, gaze looking around the bobbing surroundings. Not much debris was on the surface of the flood, the brown and muddy slurry traveling much slower now. The shore was off to his right and the sun was just staring to peak out over the distant mountains. He had, incredibly, survived the night. Dawn was just a moment away. And he was alive.

-Exit Jakart-