Herald
He waited for what seemed a while for a response, though the younger girl was somewhat recognizable. Though he'd never met her, he could see the faint signs of her heritage. Her coat was incredibly dark, but upon her were the unmistakable markings of an Ancora. Furthermore, she smelled like Creed and his other cousins, that he had met. Fable and Valor. He was about to ask if everything was alright, but the way she seemed so...exhausted and the way he saw her muzzle twitch with what he thought to be a snarl, told him something wasn't right. Finally, when she tore her eyes away from his companion, (not the first time someone had stared at Kimahri that way), she spoke. She didn't seem alright, and right away he could hear it in her voice. When she told him her name and who's child she was, he nodded in acknowledgement. Creed was the only other one he could think of that she looked like, markings wise, anyway. "You're in the right place." He murmured, though not particularly loud as to feel like he was cutting her off.
His ears twitched and a slightly confused and concerned look crossed his features when she inhaled. Almost as if she didn't want to tell him what was wrong. But then...she said it. And his eyes widened. And he looked incredibly shocked. His ears flattened and his head pulled back slightly. Creed? Dead? No...While he didn't know Creed long or as much as he would have liked to know him, the news was still shocking to him. He said nothing as he stood there, allowing her to continue speaking uninterrupted. He processed the information almost as slow as possible, but the more she spoke, the more it began to register. Someone had killed Creed. No. Murdered him in cold blood. Not only that, but she had an accomplice who hurt others too...and he didn't even want to think about the cannibal part.
He knew Creed and Valor were going to make a trip up North, and he was supposed to go with them. But the pair had wanted to stop in Celestial for a little while, so he had returned home to Talis to tend to some duties before returning for them. But it seemed he had been too late in regrouping with them, and they had gone North without him. He felt his body tensing up. Would Creed still be alive if he had been there? He felt like he was going numb. Like part of this was his fault. Like he could have done something to save Creed. He should have stuck around to make the trip with them, but instead...
Finally, the male found his voice. Though his jaws opened a few times before he could actually speak. "I...I can't believe this..." He looked at the ground, brows knitting together as he cast his head back and forth in disbelief. But the way Justice looked. The way she spoke. He knew it was true. He took a moment to collect himself before returning his gaze to hers. Hardened green gaze was full of a range of different emotions. From shock and sadness, to anger and pure rage. "Creed was a valued member of our family and very loved. As are all of you. Whoever did this, will pay with their life. One way or another, as the Alpha of Talis...I will make sure of that!" He growled. His fur bristled, and then he came to the realization that he should call his mother...but then...he didn't want Justice to have to tell her story again. He knew it was hard, but his mother needed to be here to know. He'd call her in a moment, first he wanted to speak with Justice alone. "Where did this happen? And how long ago?" |
Dragon never goes anywhere without his Dragon armor, assume he is always wearing it unless otherwise mentioned! He also has a pair of seeing eye jaguars, assume they're always present unless otherwise mentioned.