The path at the end of the world
Ademre
Scout
09-19-2019, 06:50 AM
Sota wasn't sure he could ever forgive himself. What he'd done - putting his friend's life on the line, for the sake of Balsam - was unthinkable. Of course, he hadn't thought she'd truly be in danger in helping him, not at all. He never would've considered it had he known what was possible. Though perhaps he'd been being selfish, thinking about Balsam above all else, now he knew the error of his ways.. enough to offer up himself in place of her. Perhaps luckily for them both, someone who seemed familiar with Eris and her way of life had bid on her, and he'd won her freedom - and judging by the way she'd looked at him, there was no doubt he was a friend. Perhaps he should've just been grateful she'd been freed at all, but he couldn't help the aching feeling of guilt that settled heavily in his stomach. Not only for losing Eris, but for failing to save Balsam. What if he'd spent his time trying to free Balsam rather than Eris? Of course he couldn't have known someone else would win her freedom, and since her captivity was largely his fault, he had felt obligated to try to save her... regardless of all else. After making sure she was freed - from a distance, of course - he kept his eye on Balsam. Someone entirely unfamiliar to him had won his tiny friend, and he'd tracked his scent to the west of Valkyrie's stomping grounds. He couldn't save Balsam on his own, at least not without seriously putting himself in harm's way, so what could he do? Regardless of whatever plan he concocted, he had a nagging urge to make things right with Eris.. one way or another. He'd already been trailing after her when the explosion happened. Sota had been far too close to Mount Volkan for comfort, and though panic had flooded the tiny man, he was confident he could outrun anything - well, almost anything. Even Balsam hadn't been that lucky, apparently. Either way, he wouldn't succumb to whatever was happening, no matter how terrifying or (literally) earth-shattering it might be. He wasn't sure how long he ran; his paw carried him swiftly across the lands, toward the continent he'd been born in, along the coast and sporadically through the treetops, though the erratic quaking of the ground made it hard to find anything stable. By the time Eris's scent grew stronger, he was sure it ought to have been daytime, but even if the sun was overhead it was obscured by smoke and ash for as far as he could see. He was panting by the time the small group came into view, and for a moment he hesitated approaching them at all. But Sota had never been a proud wolf; humility was ingrained deep in his veins and he couldn't go on without admitting wrongdoing and attempting to make amends. Slowly, hesitantly, he approached the gathering on unsteady paws, casting a glance to the male that had offered for Eris before focusing on her. "Eris -" He started cautiously, feeling his lips begin to quiver. "- I'm sorry. So sorry. I didn't mean to -" Words couldn't begin to express how much he regretted what had happened, but he could only hope she might someday forgive him, even if not today. |
Sota has a male bamboo lemur companion named Kaito, he's sometimes nearby but usually only if stated!
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