Together, we are so alone

Ulric nodded quietly in agreement when Aranea mentioned that she hoped that they would return. He had a feeling that he would always have that wish, even if some day he managed to heal his heart enough to love another. It was strange feeling so hopeless and desperate to have them back while also feeling betrayed at the same time. That wasn’t a feeling he had let himself address since he was still so far into denial that Azariah would ever leave him on purpose, but that possibility stung more than any of the others his over active imagination had come up with.

A frown took the place of that sad smile when the lady beside him admitted that her mate had left and taken their son, his brows pulling together with sympathy. After experiencing a similar scenario he could confidently say that it wasn’t something he’d wish upon his worst enemy. "I’m sorry that happened to you," he replied solemnly, looking thoughtful as he added, "But... thank you for telling me. It’s nice to know there is someone else that knows what this feels like." He hesitated, glancing down at the ground between them. "I just... I wish I knew they were okay. If I just knew they were okay that would be enough. Even if Azariah did leave on her own accord... I just want to know they’re not hurt."

He glanced back at the sky, seeing the stars more clearly now that the darkness of night had begun to fully settle over Auster. "I need to be getting back," he mentioned with a sigh, pulling himself to his paws. "My pups will be expecting me... and gods know they won’t actually get to sleep until I make them." He chuckled softly as he turned toward the castle and glanced back down at Aranea. "Would you like to walk with me?"

Walk | "Talk" | think