Where is My Mind

Ruthgar stepped into the shrine with one word on his lips; Spooky. It was eerily white, with bare white trees and stark white stones jutting out from the snow, the Shrine seemed to be perfectly and singularly white with the exception of the glowing half frozen shrine in the center. He wandered through, his stomach twisting nervously, feeling both exposed and as if he were being watched. He supposed he would be able to see anyone coming if they approached him, unless they were white themselves, but then again he hadn’t really seen any white wolves since arriving. “Sum white cunt wouldn’ bae so bad.” He muttered to himself as he stepped closer to the pond.

He had suspected something was off when he caught the scent of the girl he had run into not so long ago, and found that it was…different. The kind of different that had made his blood run both hot and cold at the same time. Pups. She appeared to be carrying pups. Possibly his pups although he didn’t know for sure, she had after all fucked him without even giving him her name, although to be fair he hadn’t given his either. He sent out call from the center of the shrine and waited, his heart clenched as he waited to see if his suspicions were true. If they were his, and he was going to be a father, then that would mean bringing the girl to Crew even if he had to drag her kicking and screaming. He wasn’t going to leave Crew for some bitch he hardly knew but he would be damned if he lived never knowing these pups.

This is him talking This is him thinking This is you