If you got the key then baby Pop That Lock

The sky was a stoney gray, though it was spring, preparing to release rain upon to the world. Féli kept his eyes closed, feeling the wind brush over his fur as he laid within the range, his ears listening for the sounds of those whom might be passing through. He hadn’t been interacting with Mara’s family all that much anymore. He’d fallen into a more reclusive state… as the man half expected he would as he grew older. He hadn’t seen Zephyr… and the older brute wondered what his other protege was up to. Hell, it felt like life was just ready to pass him now a days. But Félicien wasn’t worried about that. He’d continue to live his life as he always had… though admittedly the man was feeling a bit more melancholic with the way things were.

He hadn’t taken on an official job in… goodness knew how long. It felt strange...but also rather refreshing in a way too. He did, however, feel a lack of purpose. It almost felt like he was waiting… but waiting for what? What could be so important that he’d live a different life than his youth?

The brute furrowed his brow and allowed his silver eyes to open. Whatever it was… it was bound to be big.