You got me good

Days and nights had come and gone, and his world was turning dark. The infection from Dragon's wounds had begun to take hold, the male succumbing to the darkness his cousin had thrust him into. Each day that passed, his hopes of saving his sight had dwindled...his brother had done all he could to try and save his sight, but the damage was too far below the surface to fix with the herbs and remedies his brother had tried to save him with. He didn't regret his decisions. Okay, maybe some of them. And he had made it to a good age. He had seen a good portion of the world, so it was safe to say he hopefully wouldn't fall too far into the darkness that he couldn't enjoy life again. After all, he had someone in the pack to show him the ropes, Armai had been born blind and she managed to go this long without seeing a thing. On top of that, he had two faithful companions to help him when he needed it...But still, there was something that weighed heavily on his mind. He had been able to see children he didn't even know he had until recently, a result from that day he had come across Anamalech Abraxas. Although he knew that there would never be anything between them, it saddened him to know that he'd never get to watch his first litter grow up.

Shifting in his bed, he was beginning to fall into an uncomfortable and more than restless sleep when a howl pierced the air. And it wasn't just any howl, it was her. Eyes flew open, head rising all too quickly. Had she really kept her promise? Had she really decided to come back? It took him a moment to come out of his disbelief, it wasn't until Kimahri jumped down from his usual spot and landed beside him that he became aware of what might be truly happening. "Are you going to see her, or sit here like a startled deer?" He teased, brushing against the earthen alpha before heading for the door.

Dragon didn't need to be told twice before rising and all too quickly headed out to meet her. It seemed that despite his failing vision, he found her easily enough. Her sweet scent had drawn him to her, and as he drew closer, he couldn't help but smile. He could see her, barely, but she was there. His heart hammered in his chest, the world around him seemingly gone silent as he finally came to a stop no more than a few feet before her. "Iskra, you came!" He breathed, gaze trained on her. Could she tell what was wrong with him? Whether she did or not, he'd tell her anyway...for now, he fought with the urge to sweep her up in an embrace. Would that be okay to do? What if she came back to tell him she had changed her mind? It was that little flicker of doubt that kept his paws rooted in place...He wasn't sure how he'd handle it if that was the reason she had come, but for now, he'd enjoy seeing her, even if it might be the last time.

"ROAR"