Beauty From Pain (Acceptance)
06-24-2013, 01:40 PM
Masqurading as a man with a Reason my Charade is the Event of the Season though my eyes could see, I still was a blind man though my mind could think, I still was a mad man I hear the voices when I'm dreaming I can hear them say: ~*~ "Thank you, Cifer," Gargoyle rumbled as he stepped up from behind the Lead Brave. He gave a nod, his gesture of gratitude. He was here now and he could judge the fae for himself, but as always, he was happy for the older male's presence. His eyes alighted on the white female, but it took him a moment more to realize what his senses were telling him. It was feather! It was! He'd heard the last of her words as he'd come up, but it was still surprising. They'd figured that the female had decided that the northern wilderness was a bit too much. She couldn't be blamed really. Insomnia had done more or less the same - and she'd been allowed back. And Feather's attitude lent itself to her case too. If she'd come back cocksure and haughty that'd be one thing, but she was obviously apologetic for leaving and ready to return. There was one important question though. Gargoyle leveled his yellow gaze with hers. "Feather... we're always happy to have a packmate return... But what made you change your mind? What's brought you back to us?" Carry on my Wayward Son There'll be peace when you are done |