Should've Seen It Coming
Theory/Corvus
Fertile
03-01-2021, 07:00 AM
(This post was last modified: 03-01-2021, 07:01 AM by Theory.)
Foxes at her border? She supposed stranger things had happened. Not sure what to expect, Theory sent out a quick call for Corvus. It was dusk and she simply didn't want to bother Rhyme - not to mention that, as time went on, she felt as if she needed to consider more options for Abaven's beta position. Her siblings were just about a year old and Rhyme and Samara were more in love than ever. It didn't take a genius to guess that he may soon be preoccupied with another young litter and Poem was blissfully enjoying her first months of motherhood. The only wolf without children on the brain or the ground was Corvus, and he had always been reliable, Trustworthy. One of her closest friends. Upon arrival she was greeted with a sorry sight. Two foxes danced around a fallen white wolf, keen for help. Her eyes narrowed for a moment and then she sighed, long and deep. Theory didn't hold a true grudge. At the end of the day, she pitied the man. Acere had proven to her that he not only failed to control his pack - she wouldn't soon forget nor forgive the attempted maim that had occurred during the raid - but he had failed his own family. His daughter had been unceremoniously dethroned and his nephew was razing what little respect Winterfell had ever curried into the ground. Looking over her shoulder to Alouette roosted in the trees, Theory sent her to retrieve her healer's kit. "Come on now, let's get you over here," she murmured, stooping to offer her shoulder and take the broken man over the border and towards relative safety. What had Drifa said? That Ignis would hunt down and kill anyone who helped her? Do I fear the threat of a mad man? Ignis was unpredictable, but was he heartless? Once Corvus arrived they could figure out what to do, but she wouldn't turn away an injured wolf, especially one that she had once considered a friend. |
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