A farwell note
08-26-2016, 03:56 PM
He knew when there would be a time that Qualm and Quake would find their own path. Qualm, evidently, would go first. The man lumbered towards nephew, Quake reluctantly following behind. He had talked to her about trying to make things right with her brother, but ultimately it was her decision. He didn't blame her feeling like she'd been abandoned, first by her parents, and the disappearance and reappearance of her brother. And now, he was leaving again. He turned to look at her, the girl just staring at the floor and saying nothing. He wouldn't say anything about it, this was how life went.
When he reached the Plains, he spotted his nephew and made his way over. He couldn't say he was attached to the boy, he hardly spent time with him after all. He'd been more focused on Quake, though he wasn't really sure how to deal with kids to begin with. "You sure you're ready?" He questioned him as he came to a stop, crimson eyes showing a bit of curiosity. He wasn't dumb, and in his age, he knew when something was going to happen, when someone decided they were going to leave the pack. And this was no different. |
