Can't save me

He could see the agreement in Plague’s expression and heard it enforced with a light grunt of approval. If Void had to guess the man knew the feeling better than he let on. Void always felt like he wanted to keep going no matter where he was. He loved his home and family in Abaven, but there was always something out there calling to him. His paws couldn’t stop for long. Restlessness was a part of him, Void could feel it even more acutely with his mother and siblings gone.

Plague didn’t say much as Void offered up his deepest concerns, but then again he wasn’t a wolf of many words either. Talking quietly with the massive Klein put him at ease despite the facts that were facing him. His brother and mother had disappeared, and he should have been sick with worry for them, and he was. But being here next to Plague helped to put his plans into perspective. If only because he had an outside looking in perspective.

A knowing silence settled over them as Plague took his moments to think about his next words, but as he spoke them Void felt his ears fall back and a humbling feeling washed over him. Plague had no ties to him, owed Void no favors, and yet here he was offering himself. ”Thank you, Plague.” He whispered gratefully. The wolves of Abaven were always eager to help, but he’d never have expected such an offer from a near stranger.

”They look nothing like me,” he managed to say with a nervous chuckle. ”My mother is small and dainty, she is a soft brown color with darker points, gentle blue eyes, and scars over her face. Her name is Eulogy.” Void started softly, not realizing how much he missed her until this moment. ”My brother is Desolate, he’s a patchwork of brown and white with a red and blue eye. He’s much bigger than my mother but smaller than I am.” He paused for a moment, his bright eyes unable to leave Plague’s gaze. ”I can’t tell you how much I appreciate your help.”