the king returns

*Aeil* · 07-20-2013, 03:53 PM

The dark-furred fae had found her way across Seracia pretty well the past season. Spring had brought new life into her bones and the warm weather made her want to enjoy the outside world even more. So many doors had been open since she had joined the well known pack, giving her joy in knowing that her choice had been the right one. Now, as she padded across the familiar grasslands, she wondered if there was anyone else nearby. Seracia was big, after all, and considering the size, she hadn't seen that many wolves lately.
It was the scent that first caught her offguard. Aeil hadn't seen Gerhardt in weeks, not since he had walked with her to the Seracian borders. Having his familiar scent hit her nose was indeed a surprise to the femme. She then padded in the direction from where the wind had carried it, eager to see the man whom had welcomed her into his kingdom.
As she got closer to the source, she then had another scent slide across her path. Mixed with the iron-like smell of blood, she knew that there was another wolf nearby. Her pace quickened and her eyes finally met the King, his comrade, and the unknown male. Aeil's eyes widened at the sight of Gerhardt and his wounds, blood slowly dripping and resting in his fur. She padded straight towards him, met his gaze, and softly said, "Oh, Gerhardt..." The sweet fae nuzzled his crown before sniffing and looking at the damage that had been done from the fight. It wasn't as bad as it could have been, but there were still plenty of pain that could manifest from them. "What happened?" She asked, navy blue eyes peering into his own before looking up at Pontifex. Aeil didn't recognize him, but a gentle nod was given and she flicked her tail behind her form. If there was anything she could do, she would.

"speeeeech"

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