not quite meet the parents

Void led the way towards the tiny camp, the trio had come here for the last few days but it would soon be time to relocate. Already the man was considering what was going to happen the next week. He was excited, eager, and already overjoyed to have been searching alongside Plague. He knew the days would fly by and then once he returned to Ashen Void would make a bigger decision. Of course, he wouldn’t leave his siblings out and would absolutely weigh their input. But this journey had to come to an end, for better or worse.

He was almost nervous as dark paws carried him forward and he led the ivory man beside him. There was no way to tell how Spirit and Gloom might react to meeting Plague and learning who he was to Void. Surely they would feel the same gratefulness for his help in the search for Eulogy, but how would they feel about his divided time. What would they say about his time spent with Plague instead of searching?

He tried to hide the thoughts racing through his head but he knew that Plague felt every bit of it. The Abraxas man could read him better than anyone, and understood especially everything he couldn’t say. That fact alone would be enough to convince Void that he had found his other half in Plague, but it was so much more than that too. The Destruction man lifted his head in the semblance of pride as he walked with Plague, no matter what happened tonight he was certain of the man’s place beside him.

”Gloom, Spirit?” He called out as they approached the camp so that he didn’t startle his siblings. He knew he was quite late in making his return, and he hoped he hadn’t forced them too much worry. ”I’ve brought someone for you to meet. He’s going to try and help us find Mother, Deso, and Polt.” He told them softly as he pushed through the dead foliage and into the small clearing with Plague. Mostly announcing their arrival so neither brother or sister would feel threatened by another presence.