ardent

Soul Full of Sorrow

Roan



Roan

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
5
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
174
player
KatG2

Critical Fail!
01-05-2020, 06:36 PM
She gave his as much autonomy as she could, and he was grateful for that. Putting his pride to the side to allow her to care for him was a difficult task. Dealing with the loss of Dapple was by far and away the worst, any of his other trials were much easier. However much pain he was in physical and mental, he found a little satisfaction in the way she grinned at his words. If he could be honest with himself Roan didn’t want to face the world without Dapple beside him. He didn’t want to be alone.

The pair of them went on slow enough that she didn’t collapse beneath his massive weight, and he didn’t lose his footing from his compromised leg. With his trodden spirits it felt good to have someone who could laugh beside him. She was amused at his words and seemed to tease him back with her own. For such a tiny woman she had earned her respect from him and then some for more than a singular reason. Already she had done so much for him that Roan wondered if he could begin to repay her. He shook his head in amusement at her words, but immediately regretted it as he was blinded with the pain of his facial wounds.

Roan stopped as Io picked out the tree she was going to prop him up against whilst he did his business. At least she was going to offer him privacy even if he couldn’t make it out here on his own. He sighed as she left him and even after he finished he stood there against the tree for a long few moments, contemplating where he was and the events leading up to this. How only a day ago he’d been teasing his sister about the kill they were about to make..

The silver marked titan grit his teeth and hung his head as his eyes stung with the unshed tears of loss. He didn’t cry or lash out, though he wished he could score the ground with his claws he’s only manage to fall over if he tried. Roan’s chest tightened and his squeezed his eyes shut, far beyond wishing all of this was just his nightmares. Dapple was gone, and he was alone. ”Iolaire.” He croaked as he pushed himself from the tree and made an attempt to turn back towards her den. His face still damp where his tears were shed.

As his Wife Iolaire may enter any of his threads.