The places we never should have left
07-11-2020, 12:28 AM
The time between when he was here last and now had been far longer than he had ever intended. He had left Valhalla with just a determination to get back to Winterfell as soon as possible, but life had pulled him in other directions and by the time he had corrected his course it had been in the dead of winter and traveling through the north had been more difficult than anticipated. The injury he had sustained on his way to Valhalla had held him up by a few weeks on its own so perhaps his hopes of arriving back here before winter had been overly ambitious. The dark figure approached the pack's border with a bit of hesitation and concern. Would his uncle hold that gap of time against him? He certainly hoped not.
The scarred man lifted his head to howl for Acere so he could finally take the steps he had fully intended to take several months ago. He was ready to live here with what remained of his Praetor family and start reconnecting with that part of himself. While he waited for his uncle to appear he replayed his aunt's message for him in his head, a short passage of words that he had made sure to remind himself of often so he wouldn't forget them over the time that had passed since he left. He had felt a surprising amount of sadness when he left her and Nolan, but he knew in his soul that this was where he needed to be for now.
"Speech" Thought
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