When you lose something you can’t replace

CODE © SKELLE 2021 & ART © ULFEID3 @ DA
"Speech!"
Training within the strong walls of the Armada had been good for the young man. Muscles began to strengthen, showing themselves along the sharp angles of his masculine frame as did his mind. No longer did he dwell on the past and now focused on what was ahead of him. If he did well, perhaps the Armada would remain his home. He could see himself here, settling and fitting in with the others. It was becoming more like a home to him then anywhere else ever did.

He found himself outside of the pack today however and journeyed the short distance between the Armada and the Hallows old stomping grounds. He never had much fondness for the hot springs, but he was a pup then and going through more than any pup should. He wanted to see the hot springs again, with a fresh mind. With the cooler northern weather starting to settle in, maybe the springs would be a nice reprieve. The warm waters were good for his growing muscles, after all.

Although the springs smelt familiar, it was a little too familiar. Something about the scent seemed fresh more than familiar really and so he followed it blindly, keeping his eyes open and watching. Someone was here, and for some reason he wasn't sure if he recognized it or not. Old huts and dens still remained, though were falling apart from seasons of neglect. He paused and looked around, tail falling limp at his heels as he frowned taking in what had become of where he once lived. Had he not stopped, however, he likely would have missed the small white animal sneaking into one of the abandoned healers huts.

Quietly he began to move towards the hut, slowing his pace as he approached. The scent was much stronger now and suddenly far more familiar, but he couldn't place it. Shoving himself through the entrance, mercury eyes focused before seeing the girl flopped into the stream beneath them. "Daphne?"

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