Quiet Reflection

Sirius · 04-30-2020, 11:37 PM

Maybe he was getting old, but the Warlord was feeling an old melancholy as he woke that day. Well Zee was always in the den at night, he felt she had been distant of late. The mated pair hadn’t spoken much since the children had been born - supervising them had run them both ruggard. He saw little of his Empress, who had her own litter now, fresh from the womb. Io had Roan, who had taken up residence in her cottage.

Loneliness was an emotion the Warlord would have associated with himself, but as he made his way around the pack border, completing his patrols, he could feel it was so. The three woman in his life meant a great deal to him, and well it was lovely to see them all living their own lives, Sirius felt the need for a little more of their attention. He had always been a selfish bastard after all.

He finished his patrol, and made his way to the pond he had helped Io build. That period of time he had had his sisters undivided attention. They had spent each night engrossed in conversation. She had learnt his past pains, and he had gotten to know the woman he had adopted as a sister so much better. That had been a good time for him, he had enjoyed their quiet talks immensely. He sat by the pond now, watching as the gently lapping water trickled down, watering her plants below.

"Speech"

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