Landslide [Allantide boys]

Ruthgar watched the sun rise on the first day of winter, and felt his heart ache painfully. He had been dreading this day since the day he saw the blind squirming bodies of his three sons minutes after they were born. They had all reached their first year and where finally their own men. He sighed, filling his lungs with frozen air that bit at his face then tilted his head back in a calling howl.

The animals he had persuaded chittered and shrieked in the wicker cages he had held them in, although Ruthgar could hardly hear them. He was far away, thinking of the time he had spent with his boys, and how few times there had actually been in spite of how much he wanted there to be more.  He swallowed hard and closed his eyes, before fixing a stern look on his face. He couldn’t get emotional, he needed to be tough, tough like he wanted his boys to be, but the pain of what was going to happen as soon as his sons arrived clawed and tore at his heart mercilessly.

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