Sometimes All It Takes is a Spark
05-29-2016, 06:47 PM
Phim lay atop the highest knoll in his father's domain. Well... once domain. Much had changed since the carefree years of his childhood, and Phim knew that he had become much more somber. He did not speak as much these days, going long days without seeing another soul and making not a sound all the while. He had no interest in howling except when he was close enough to check in on his mother and siblings, and now he no longer had borders to mark. He was free to wander as far as he wanted but... all he wanted to do was stay at home. The titan's head fell to his paws and rested there, a sad glaze to his eyes. Now that it was gone, he missed it dearly. Before his father's legacy and Imperium's dominance had felt like a weight on his carefree shoulders, but now everything was different. For the first time in his life he felt alone. So he'd been sticking close to Cascade now that he was feeling better, stopping in every once in a while to make sure they were doing all right and helping out with what he could. Valentine was also unwell, but recovering, and Phim didn't want to stray too far if anything were to happen. So he wandered the Range, watching the bison graze. He followed the deer tracks to their beds in the orchards, and drank from the same watering holes as he always had, but nothing felt the same. Despite the urge to nap, there were no longer strictly enforced borders to protect him or anything to keep the strangers away. He sighed, and let his eyes drift close for just a moment, while the buffalo grazed below. |
Phim's family members are always allowed in his threads, whether specified or not!
