My Heart I Surrender
09-18-2017, 01:45 PM
Things had felt slightly better now that Jewell was home. He'd manage to free her from that damn bastard that had stolen her away and harmed her. He was still uneasy and mostly guilty that anything had happened to her in the first place. After all, his mother had left him in charge and she was now his responsibility as well as the rest of the pack. Had anyone else gone missing he might have considered just tracking Faite down and handing his mother the pack back. A part of him still didn't feel ready for this kind if responsibility. The only solace the young male felt was the fact that the male responsible had been punished accordingly. He'd managed to take the other male captive, but his sense of peace had been rather short lived considering the male was now in Lirim's lands. Rory had stuck close to home lately to keep an eye on both Jewell and the captive. He didn't trust him as far as he could throw him and he'd continue to watch him until he could figure out what to do with him. Letting him go wasn't an option considering Rory wasn't sure he wouldn't just go out and capture more young wolves. He also didn't trust him in the pack lands. If the man so much as touched a hair on anyone's head then Rory was going to make sure he suffered for it. Either way, he felt on edge. He was literally living with the enemy. His only hope now was that Faite would return home soon and tell him what he was supposed to do. Talking with Frostbite was an option, but he wanted multiple opinions on the matter. He was sure Faite would be more than pissed about what he'd done to Jewell - would she want to kill him? It was certainly an option, but that didn't sit right with him. Maybe Frostbite was the best wolf to talk to. Rory found himself at the lake's edge now and he gazed absentmindedly off into the distance. It was still rather early in the morning. He'd been up half the night stressing over his options. There was just too much going on in his head for him to be able to sleep. He found some peace in the stillness of the cool morning so he took a seat by the lake as he wandered off into thought. Walk, "Talk" Think |