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Rhyme’s slate marked form stood silently at the edge of the plains, blue and lavender gaze searched the ocean for answers. The wind whipped his fur around violently as the sun beat down over a cloudless sky. Imperia circled above as Solitude perched upon the man’s hips. Summer approached, the pups would be half a year old shortly after the solstice. He sighed softly, pushing down his own strife in life. He had to, the emotions could easily consume him and he had too much at stake to allow it to happen.

”Solitude, will you fetch Shaye for me?” He asked as he looked back over his shoulder at his raven friend. The large alabaster bird tilted his head as he contemplated his cooperation, but ultimately launched himself into the air with little prodding.

Rhyme watched him fly away, the sun’s rays glinting brightly off of the bird’s white feathers. He’d find Shaye quickly, no doubt. Rhyme turned back towards the ocean and watched as Imperia tried her hand at fishing. A nice distraction from the thoughts of Tana, and his pups. Noir, Theory, and Verse were without a mother. Though he was trying his best, Rhyme was not Tana and had a lot to do as alpha.

He wanted to talk about granting the pups more freedom as well, they already toed the line in the rapids. Rhyme was sure all the pups were ready to expand their exploring potential.