Beauty From Pain (Acceptance)
06-18-2013, 01:14 AM
The male was getting old and it was showing. He was slowing down. Muscles were still incredibly toned for his age. Hard and compact. Living in the far north certainly had it's advantages. The cold still didn't affect him. His coat was as thick as ever, but slowing losing the luster it once held in his prime. Movements were getting slower. Some things took more energy than others. He'd wear down a bit faster than normal and overall he wasn't quite the warrior he once was. It was fine. A part of him didn't mind getting older. Of course it meant he couldn't do what he once did. Leaving to find Asheni's killer wasn't one of the things he could do, or was allowed to do for that matter. He'd made a promise. A promise to his wife to not leave again. He would leave the chase up to Gargoyle, Oxia, and them. The old Lead Brave would remain at home with his family. Of course he wished to deliver the final blow to the bastard who killed his best friend, but he would bide his time and wait patiently for that day to arrive. For now he'd enjoy his time with his family. Whatever time he had left. A summoning howl and the soft lyrics of another soon reached his ears. It was almost familiar but a name didn't come to mind. Regardless, the brute rose from his paws and flicked his tail for Shifi to follow him. The owl hooted once, glanced at his sleeping children, and then followed Cifer on silent wings to the borders upon which the girl sat. She was a ghostly colored creature. White like a lot of wolves that traveled this way seemed to be. Alabaster head dipped downwards in greeting as he stood silently, stopping a short distance away from her. Emerald eyes observed her for a moment before he spoke. "What brings you to Glaciem?" Speech, |