What's Left of Me

Cloudburst · 07-17-2018, 12:32 AM

Darkened paws stepped closer to the mountain, the one that the man had spoken of almost a year ago. Bi-colored gaze looked towards the top, watching as ash drifted around him like snow. This was the place, wasn't it? The fire mountain he was told about? He wrinkled his nose at the stench of ash and sulfur as it nearly masked the scent of the pack that lived here. Among those smells, he was able to pick out the scent of that man. He recognized a couple of other scents too, however. Both vague, but with much effort and thought, he recognized the scent of his niece and the male that had kept watching him and his brother, Ty. So, the man had found Nuada? He hadn't seen his brothers children since the packs disbandment...or at least, he hadn't seen Nuada since.

He was hesitant. Unsure of what he was even doing here. But it had taken him nearly a year to muster up the guts to come. He couldn't just turn back now. Still unsure about what he was going to do, he tilted his head and called for him.

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What's Left of Me

Cloudburst