Nowhere To Turn

Theory · (This post was last modified: 02-18-2021, 09:41 AM by Theory.)

Theory had always had a particularly soft spot for the orphans. Tempo had fled, trying to escape a curse that she believed didn't exist... but every wolf had to come to terms with things in their own way. She wouldn't object to that. Theo was no more a prison warden than she was able to fly: every wolf in Abaven was free to leave if their heart pulled them elsewhere, but she still missed every last one of them. Beat and Lyric had stayed on and for that she was grateful. Lyric was a promising healer and Beat was a strong hunter: both assets to the pack their parents had loved so dearly. Once she heard his summons she wasted no time in answering it. The last time Beat had called he had been injured, so she hoped that when she arrived on the scene there wouldn't be any blood. Winter was a difficult season to recover from injuries.

Of course, the sight that greeted her surprised her completely. A small pup, just barely old enough to be away from his mother was tucked away by Beat's side. She slowed her approach, nodding to Twig as she joined the tight-knit gathering. "Beat! Is something wrong? Are either of you hurt?" It wasn't typical to announce comings and goings unless a wolf was making a particularly long journey, so this wasn't some routine hello or goodbye. And who was this little thing? "And... what's your name?" she asked in a friendly tone as she leaned down to greet Soul.
"Speech"

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Nowhere To Turn

Theory/Soul/Twig

Theory