Heavens not made enough
Things had finally happened - this was his home. He had worked limb for limb to get this place, after leaving some emotional treasures behind he did decide to move the pack to the woods for now. He meant to ask them if they had any idea's territory wise - however this would be where they stayed. The place his mother met her demise, the place that he and Zephyra confessed for each other. Everything about it to the atmosphere, to the feel of the dirt underneath his paws just felt right. The morning had started off early for the man, and knowing Zephyra she probably was not awake yet. Yet the male wanted to see her, needed to see her. Since autumn began he craved her attention with the business he seemed to have rolled himself into. He certainly hoped she was not annoyed with him - he wouldn't blame her if she was. It was also the fact that her siblings had decided to remain in Myriad. How was she feeling, and was it any better on her that he knew that night she had cried. He worried immensely and these new found feelings were almost overwhelming.
Rivaxorus searched for her by her scent, not wanting to wake any other members within the lands. Once he thought he was close enough to her location, he let out a bark. Perhaps he would ask her to share a den with him, she was his queen after all. Something both their parents did - and she as well as anyone knew, they both tried to run or live within their families legacy. He loved her and there was no denying that, but he wanted to be fortunate enough to always make sure that it was her who was comfortable where she stood. |
