Do I have to be reminded of what I can do?

Aqua blue eyes scanned the area as the brute lay on his side. Thane thought a good while as he watched the horizon. His sister had confessed something before everything had happened. Thank the stars she and he were still alive. Memories of the pit he felt in his stomach as he fell down the cliff resurfaced. As he fell there was nothing to grab on; nothing to save him. But in the end...there was. With a sigh the brute set his head down on his dark gray paws as he looked around. Thane was thinking of taking a nap but he couldn't sleep, not now. Not when there were things to be done and new thoughts in his head. The man felt sleep tug at his eyelids. He longed to see someone from his family. His mate, their children, his sister. But then at the thought of that, he remembered what his sister had said before she fell as well. She had a son, he had a nephew. Yet she said he was dead. Did Thane really have a nephew? Did the boy really die? Who was the father? Could it be the late Octavian? Thoughts of that scrambled through his mind as the brute put pieces together.



What if...what if what if what if....what if the boy had been the son of Octavian? The male couldn't even think of what the boy could have done. He could have waged peace...or have been killed. Too bad he never got to meet the boy. Thane wondered what kind of brains the pup would have had. Bold like his father? Smart and calm like his mother? A small smile appeared at the edges of the male's maw. The wolf shifted as he lay there on his right side. His back left leg had been broken from the fall. But thank the stars that was the only thing that had been broken. The brute couldn't thank Erani enough for patching him up.



Either out of stupidity or curiosity did Thane try to move his leg. With a grunt he felt pain shoot up his leg. For some reason being bound to little movement or a sad hobble he felt quite old. But he wasn't old, just four years old. Thane had a long way to go; but maybe he longed for the wolf he used to be. Well, he ways longed for the wolf he used to be. And then as the male longed to be the brute he used to be he was also content with himself now. What was this, a.mid-life crisis or something? With a small huff and a roll of aqua blue orbs did he let that thought slip from his mind. Ridiculous, lets be real here now.



"Cyril." he called out.



A golden eagle flew down from it's perch on a tree branch before replying.



"Yes master Thane? Is there anything you need?"he asked



"yes, I just needed you to reply so I could make sure I'm not going crazy!" he said with a small chuckle.



"My pleasure you old coot!"[/b] the eagle said with a smirk



"Ey! If I didn't have this bum leg I would be up and at you in a second!"



[I]"I know Master Thane, I might as well have my fun while knowing youncant do anything but stay there. Yet I'll shake my tail feathers in your face now so you can chase them down later when you're healed. Think of it as something to heal for or look forward to. Or youncan send the young masters after me so they can use me as a chew you." Cyril said with a smile and a chuckle.



"I'm sure I'll look forward to that Cy. You might as well go fly around or something.I'm not getting up anytime soon. Heck, I might now even move!" he said.



With a nod the eagle opened his wings and took off.



Thane watched his companion fly off until he realized he didn't know when he would be back. Great, out here alone with a bum leg. Despite being on the border of the territory he was still alert. But at ease enough to perk up his white lined ears as close his eyes for a few moments.