Crystallized
05-31-2016, 11:18 AM
As it stood his father was dead. Ganta had, for a time, fancied that he might build himself a pack. A family of his own. But alas the young man thought on it more and well, over time, decided that it would not be his cup of tea. While he wanted power, to rule everything would surely invite trouble. If not from his heritage by those seeking to claim it from him. He knew he was not ready for such responsibilities yet. Perhaps one day, he thought, but now? No... He would wait.
Ganta had traveled back to Boreas after some time away. He had been with ‘saken and their mother, trying to help her... But alas the woman had lost it. Ganta had been able to do nothing to save her and, feeling defeated, he set his sights on making a new life for himself. It was a shame that Forsaken hadn’t come with him... But alas his elder brother had never really liked the younger litter from the get go.
Ganta had discovered this glacier only a day or so before Avalon. He had rested here on the island, snoozing lightly in the snow. He wasn’t too cold... He liked the cold. But he was a bit on the lonely side. Things needed to change. |
I'm here without you...