These Gangstas Ride Rockets, They Takin' Off! [Abraxas, Any Brave Souls]
11-26-2017, 06:05 PM
He was patrolling the boards by the sea, far from where all of the action started to go down. It was quiet, peaceful and was putting the older male at ease and helping tension to release. For a while now he know of Cealum and Zephyr living within the same pack, but something kept Vern from actually seeking them out to spend any time with them. Before Cealum had once again disappeared (which is when she found Zeph again) they had grown closer and for once since the death of his beloved he felt alive again. He was somewhat upset about them getting back together, but he blamed himself. He should have never allowed himself to develop feelings. Plus him and Zeph had never really met to figure things out, Vern was still highly upset with him blaming Ilona for things. His ears pricked as he heard Ganta's call from far on the other side of the pack territory. The meaning behind it made his hackles raise and his blood run cold. They were being invaded and Ganta was giving them a heads up so they could flee. His thoughts immediate with to Roza, Urlic, Cealum, and Caelestis. The mother and children needed to be pushed to leave and get to safety. His eyes narrowed before he took off full speed towards the dens. He had to make sure they were getting out of harm's way. The tall deep chested male was seasoned to running, so running the distance it took was no sweat to the older male. He slowed as he closed into the dens, first heading to Cealum's den site. Though soon his stomach would drop as from a distance he saw the two young males at the mouth of the den. They were a few inches taller then himself and were staring at the entrance with much interest. His hackles rose and his lips peeled back to expose stained teeth. His muscles tensed in preparation for confrontation. Then Zeph's voice boomed from the den. Regardless of Vern's feelings he wasn't letting these boys gang up on Zeph. The boys had no idea what type of men they were going up against. Vern himself had no fear of death because he really had nothing to live for. The boys smart and nasty remarks to Zeph's threat made Vern see that they thought they owned this place already. He closed the distance, stopping three feet away from them (standing to the right of both males). A snarl ripped through his vocal chords as his fur rose more warning them once again to back the hell off. "Why don't you Whelps run back home to your mommies before you get hurt. Better yet how about we use your entrails to decorate," He snapped, clicking his teeth together in the process. He did not like the threat they posed. "Talking" & 'Thinking'
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