ardent

I missed you in the storms

Zee



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

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07-29-2021, 11:47 PM
The Warlord tried to give Zee space. It came in fits of indecision. Sometimes, he would leave her to her space, and catch some much needed sleep. Other times, he prowled nearby, watching, listening. Both for enemies without, and the gentle sounds of her sleeping within. Needing, desperately, to know that she was okay.

He did not trust himself to sleep beside her, nor did he trust she wanted him there. There were a lot of unknowns between them, cautious uncertainty. He did not know how to proceed. How do you start life again when your late wife comes back from the dead?

He was prowling that night by her den when the late autumn sky opened up. He had not seen the clouds gathering in the dark, but he had felt the chill pick up in the wind. The wise thing to do would have been to find shelter, but what if it stormed? She would be afraid. Stubborn, he rooted himself outside her den, looking up at the falling rain and dark sky, trying to gouge the weight of the storm.


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