I'd burn this city down to show you the light
01-06-2017, 11:14 PM
With help from Jaelle, his task of leadership and role of father had been made easier. She had taken much of the burden off his shoulders, and for that he was grateful. Could he ever repay her? As he padded across the strange black-sand beach, a small paradise in a frigid land, he wondered about the bell-clad woman. Was she still here? Normally a wandering gypsy who had never settled in one place or another, she had so far stayed an entire season, something he'd never expected of her. However, the heavy snow of this winter had kept her cooped up, whether she wanted it or not. Sure, she had obligated herself by making a promise, but promises could be broken, as he'd found out through experience recently. That she had stayed without complaint was admirable. He needed to find her, to talk to her and see how she was doing. With the shift in seasons, he was certain she would be antsy. Her scent was near and fresh, so he tilted back his head and sent out a small howl for her, before following the fresh trail he'd found. He found himself grinning to himself as he anticipated the sound of her jingling bells, and he knew he was getting closer to her. He just hoped that she would come to his call, so they could talk and catch up after their responsibilities kept them apart. |
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