Tell me that you're alright

How long had it been since he walked through this prairie? Two years? Three? He honestly hadn't expected to ever return to Boreas once he left, but with nothing tying him to anywhere else any longer his wandering paws led him back to where he had once belonged. It was a weird feeling of deja vu as he walked across the open expanse of grassy land, watching as the slightly browned grasses swayed in the breeze. With the onset of fall everything around him was slowly beginning to fade into shades of brown and yellow, bringing cooler temperatures along with it. His travel had been incredibly slow with all the rain storms that had been happening recently, but today was clear and he had made a lot of good progress - even though he really had no real destination in mind.

He reached a hill top and paused, looking out over the landscape. Trying to chose a direction or a mission was difficult without anyone to give his time to. The hole his late mate had left in her wake was still very sorely felt and he sighed softly as he wished fondly for that companionship. Part of him wondered if any of his siblings were still around... What had Paradise been up to all these years? Or Amethystina? Were they even still alive? Part of him felt guilty that they had all drifted apart the way they had, but none of them had ever stuck very close, happy to live their own lives and come back together whenever life allowed. Now that Tempeste was gone... he was like a ship without a sail. Should he find a pack? What packs even existed now? His ears flicked and he tried to focus on the sun baked landscape, his tail curling around him.

"Pyre Elementas"