When there's not much left to live for

*Hymn* · 05-01-2019, 03:05 PM

Hymn hadn't managed to find Oria in some time, he'd crossed the scents of his children here and there and he knew where his mothers were now but he couldn't deny the way something felt like it was missing without his wife. It wasn't his first broken heart, just his most recent.

To be honest Hymn wondered if something way maybe wrong with him, that made it so that he chased them away. He tried his best to bury that worry however and the only way he knew how to do that was to wander and discover new things. So it was that he swam out to the biggest island he could spot off the coast, shaking the salty water from his pelt after he drew himself up on the shores. He could smell a decent amount of wolves, newer but no real markings of a border. He frowned and took a moment to rest on the sands, allowing the weariness from his swim to seep out of his limbs.

— hymn

I gotta whisper
'cause I can't be too loud

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