Lean On
05-24-2016, 11:15 AM
When he had left Mercy at the borders of her pack it had been with a heavy dose of hesitation and regret. He hadn’t wanted to leave her, but he knew he couldn’t keep her from it either. He could tell from how she talked about it that she cared about that pack a lot. He couldn’t bring himself to try to convince her to stay with him instead. He had forced himself to part with her for even a short time. He wandered away from her pack’s borders for a day or two at a time, exploring around the nearby area and keeping an eye and ear out for Mercy constantly. The days passed one after another and slowly he began to worry. When he came to check for her where he had seen her last he realized that the scents at the border were beginning to fade. His brows pulled together as he sniffed at the old scent markers that still clung to the area, the small seed of worry quickly growing and consuming him. He wasn’t sure how long it had been since he had seen Mercy last, but he knew it had been far too long. The fact that her pack had seemingly disappeared didn’t help either. Crossing the boundary that had held him back from Mercy this whole time, he ran forward, searching for any trace of her scent. It took him some time to find it, but once he found the beginning of a trail he followed it desperately. The thought that Mercy could slip through his paws like his brother had pushed him on and made him sick to his stomach. Soon he realized her scent was growing stronger and fresher, a twinge of something different mixed in with her usual sweet smell. His ears twitched with interest, but he shoved that thought aside for now. Once he saw that she was alive and well he could revisit this fact. Moments later he spotted her ivory form stretched out on the ground, noticeably more emaciated than when he had seen her last. He slowed to a trot as he got closer, his heart pounding in his chest and his breath coming in quick pants from his run. He walked over to her, a wave of relief washing over him when he saw her breathing. He dipped his head down and gently pressed his nose to her cheek. "Mercy?” he asked softly, his eyes glancing over her worriedly. |
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