Up In The Air

'I... I have to be getting close... to home.'

At least this was the thought in Alfred’s mind as he plugged along, briar’s catching at his fur. The young brute was exhausted. A tired yawn escaped his maw as he slowed, blue eyes glaring ahead. He so desperately wanted to sleep. But he couldn’t... Not yet.

Alfred had been away from home for... Goodness he’d lost count. It had been days at the very least. Probably longer because of his little itty bitty puppy legs. He let out a small sigh, blinking tired eyes open once more. He was feeling a bit pessimistic about his whole situation. His anxiety was starting to flare up as well...

...what if he never found his way back to Fiori? Would his father look for him? Would Heather, Roza, and Lionel be worried? He let out a pitiful whine, ignorant of the other sounds around him. He longed for the warmth of his parents and siblings... But after this trip he wasn’t sure he’d ever see his mother again. Svetlana had been missing for some time now, as had Korrin, with no reason why... Alfred missed them dearly.

With a heavy, tired heart the young male let out mournful call to the sky. Maybe his dad would hear him and come to the rescue? He could only hope so...

"Speech"