far from the tree

Mortis seemed to crave the words that Indigo had to tell him about the life he built away from their family. Indy had always felt like he didn’t really belong here, and maybe that was true because as he formed his band he felt like he was finally doing right. Like all of his mistakes in the past were made to get to this point where he was leading the Nomad band. ”Well, it all started with Duchess. A sweet girl I met who was a lot like me, lost and broken.” He told his brother. ”We found solace in each other.” She would forever hold a special place in his heart. ”Then I found Segin in a storm. He was on the edge of death, but I convinced him there was more to life than what he had. He’s like… I don’t know. Sometimes it feels like we share a soul, he’s incredibly special to me.” Indigo felt more complete when they were together, and the whole world seemed to disappear when they were together.

Indigo’s dark fur hid his blush as he thought about Segin and her averted his vibrant blue gaze from Mort’s features as he collected himself. Clearing his throat he continued. ”There is little Gypsy. I found her in the forest, tied to a tree. She was left for dead by her father, and I rescued her, giving her her freedom. She had nowhere to go, so she’s followed me ever since.” He wouldn’t mention all of the horrors these wolves had gone through. Segin’s terrifying past, and what he could only assume Gypsy had been used for before he found her.

”Then, practically my right hand woman, is Emersyn. She was sold into slavery at a young age and bought to be trained as a gladiator. She’s an incredible warrior but after a terrine event she was released to be hunted down by her peers.” Em had been the most difficult to convince to join, because those wolves were still after her. ”I found her, half dead, at the edge of a river. She was very nearly killed in front of me by a hunter.” Indigo paused and averted his gaze again at the hard memory. ”That was the first man I ever killed.”

The confession fell from his lips and Indigo shook his thick pelt lightly as he tried to rid the memory from his mind. Mort also asked about the eventuality of seeing all of Boreas. ”Yes, all of Boreas and Auster.” He managed to grin as he looked back up to his brother. He had seen and done so much since they were last together like this. He hoped that Mortis had an easier time from life, but something told him that was not the case.

”Tell me about you, Mort.” He insisted softly, well aware of the conflicted expression his brother wore when he looked back towards the young wolf who fled his presence.

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