Postcards and Polaroids

Kharnage had been trying to avoid the rest of the pack. More than anything he wanted to get out and train and meet others, but it didn't take a rocket scientist to realize that something was amiss. The same sickly scent that had plagued him when he was young hung on the pelts of some of the pack members and after some observation he realized they were sick too. Had he gotten them sick? It made the young male worry that he had and that it was all his fault. Logically there was no way it could be as he hadn't really been around anyone when he was sick to spread it, but he was too worked up about it to actually contemplate it.

A call from his mother brought him from his dark thoughts. It sounded urgent and it was for all four of them. Curiosity drove him to quicken his pace and he ran as fast as he could to Avalon. Dragon had already beat him there and Cascade, a woman he didn't personally know, as well as Avalon. "What's up?" He asked curiously before moving to sit next to Dragon leaning into his larger brother's form.