Homeward Bound

There was still a lingering anger - even lingering resentment. That was what he was afraid of - being blamed for everything. He was to blame for a quite a lot, and he had messed up many times, bu he was no responsible for every little thing that went wrong. He had much to atone for, but he would not atone for anything he was not responsible for. It still lingered even when Bass let his guard down, and he knew he would be wary of the rest of his family, the rest of the pack. He wondered - just how long would it take for the judgement to fade? For him to make up for his mistakes?

He took a deep breath and let it out in a heavy sigh as his father spoke. "Tell me," he said gently. A lot had happened? And what was supposed to happen? A small smile appeared on his face as his father leaned forward and brushed his face. "I have missed you too," he murmured. That was certainly true, and he'd find out soon enough if he was glad to be home. Right now, though, he was. He missed his family, and needed them around him.

He wasn't expecting for his dad to abruptly stand, but when Bass walked off, across the border, tossing a singular question over his shoulder... well, Starling followed, and without hesitation. Upon crossing the border it felt like a weight had lifted off of him, and he sighed quietly. He had a long way to go, but he was getting there.

He followed his father until he flopped down, and Starling flopped down beside him quietly, not saying a word, yet.