What Happens When You Grow Up?

Crucible had intended on getting to know Creed's children long before now, but the winter had been hard on him. The moment he felt well again and tried to get out and about he wound up sick again. He probably should have gone to see a healer by now, and he probably would have, if he knew who to go to. He thought that Creed's mate was a healer, but he hadn't seen her around recently. Not that he had really been looking for her.

Today was one of his better days though and he padded through Celestial's lands determined to make something of it. He was starting to question how many more of these colds or whatever they were he could take so he didn't want to waste any more time. Luckily enough he spotted one of the pups sitting on the bank of the lake, pawing at the thin ice. He couldn't believe how big they were getting already. Would the boy even know him? He sort of doubted it unless Creed had spoken of him. That made him a little sad, but he tried to brush it off as he padded over to the pup with a small smile. "Isn't tha' a bit cold on ya paw there?" he asked with a soft chuckle while he settled down onto his haunches with a sigh.

"SPEAK"