Interesting night?
09-17-2020, 09:40 PM
Torin hadn't noticed his children sneaking out but he had noticed when they didn't come back, their trails long gone stale and the sun already high in the sky. To say he was stressed about it was a bit of an understatement. He knew he couldn't pen his children in, they were adults and they were free to go and act as they pleased but it'd be a lie to say he wasn't worried about them, especially after losing his wife and son. So it was that he was pacing inside the willows, he didn't want to be the father standing at the doorstep, a stern look and lecture ready for his wayward children, but he was too anxious not to be nearby where they'd left the pack from, even if he wasn't right on the border. |
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