Like a thousand doves

Despite the sudden racing in his heart Void felt like he was ascending a pathway to the stars. The evening was becoming cold and crisp but the sky was vivid and clear. All of the stars would be out tonight, and there were few better places to see them than the moon touched cliffs. Plague seemed like he could appreciate the peace of beholding the endless night of the universe. Knowing his worries were truly so small, Void lived life with relative ease. Beings lived and died and the world and the moon and stars still went on without you.

Void quickly gained Plague’s attention as he appeared over the rise, those forest green eyes did much to add to the otherworldly feel that such a night provided. Plague’s features hinted at a smile as he greeted him back softly. Void lowered his head slightly in return and only a moment passed before the Abraxas confirmed Void’ suspicion. He’d seen no sign of the lost wolves in his life.

Despite the news Void still felt another rise of emotion flutter in the depths of his belly. He didn’t feel much in the way of emotion, but being around Plague made him feel more alive. He could never be called vibrant by any means, but a grin played at his dark features and a mischievous glint lingered in his eyes. When he was with Plague he could forget for a moment what was riding on his efforts in finding his mother.

The young Destruction man sighed softly, his eyes on the ocean as he composed himself, he knew the answer before Plague spoke, but there had been that tiny fraction of hope. ”I assumed that was the case.” He returned, seeking Plague’s soft green eyes for the strange comfort he provided. ”Your effort, and honesty..” though so very difficult to hear. ”Are appreciated.” Void tried to give a reassuring grin, but the guilt of being here instead of looking for Eulogy trickled back in.

Void had never felt so conflicted. He found himself wanting to be here with Plague, but how could he find so much enjoyment when his mother could be out there suffering? The star spangled wolf clenched his jaw and tried to relax even though his heart thundered in his chest and his attention strayed to Plague. ”The guilt is nearly overwhelming.” He mumbled, worried that he’d opened up too much for the ivory male. Like if he knew Void had so much baggage he would deem him unsuitable company.