Don't be afraid to slip and fall

*Xephyris* · 08-23-2016, 12:11 AM

Xephyris had been roaming the Weeping Woods for a while now. He had already come across Armai, which had brightened his spirits considerably. He had always liked the blind healer, she was kind-hearted but also a little spit-fire when the situation called for it. Nobody was going to push her around, that was for sure. But now with evening falling, he wanted to find Riv, as Armai had mentioned, and he could tell by the scents throughout the territory, that the ex-Alpha was still here as well. No doubt recovering from the vicious wounds he had received. Xeph was not aware of the emotional struggles that now plagued his friend, but he wanted to find the young man nonetheless. He had recently hunted a plump hare, which he intended to share, as he was sure Riv could use some help right now. So, he followed the familiar scent, laced with blood and herbs, until he found the den where Riv was likely resting.

Leaning down toward the den's entrance he dropped his fresh catch before calling out. "Riv, it's me, Xeph," his voice rumbled into the darkness, "How are your wounds? Armai is taking good care of them, I presume?" Surely they would still be very sore and raw, but the herbs would help, right? Then he paused and waited, ears tilted toward the den entrance. He hoped he hadn't woken the young man from a good sleep, but if he had, there would at least be a warm meal waiting for him. Riv needed to keep up his strength, otherwise he may be targeted by malicious wolves - for instance, Enigma and Forsaken, who still roamed unaccounted for, while the ex-Myriad wolves now had no borders to keep out intruders. "Come have a bite to eat," he urged Riv, hoping that the scent of fresh food would be tantalizing enough to bring the injured man out.

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