Never thought I'd find you here

Alastor took a few more slow steps closer to Kichi while the boy spoke, telling him what had transpired after he and Lurid had separated from him. It felt like a knife had been run through his heart. So Lurid had abandoned him and taken Kichi. For so long he'd wondered if perhaps they'd been attacked by a predator or some rogue wolves had found them when he'd gotten trapped by the snowstorm. Turned out she just didn't want him anymore. That hurt infinitely more for some reason. Alastor paused mid-step when he'd heard that, like he'd been sucker punched. The dark-furred brute had to remind himself that his life had turned out better without her, and no matter what pain she'd left him with, Lurid didn't matter anymore.

Kichi said he heard Lurid and his biological parents' voices sometimes, and Alastor simply nodded and said, "I know." He was familiar with the whispered of the dead and damned in his brain at all hours of the day. Lurid had only been a recent addition to that choir. "I think she's dead too." How else would the firefly bastard be able to take her form, her voice, her scent? His words were spoken hard and matter-of-factly, but he did it so he wouldn't feel anything else for the wolf that had abandoned him and broken his heart. By now, Alastor had come within a few meters of Kichi, still maintaining space in case the young boy didn't want him coming too close. "I wish I knew why she chose to take you away. I think about it... a lot." It was hard for Alastor to resist the urge to snarl or bare his teeth when he thought of the bitch that had stolen three years of his life and crushed his heart just to string him along.

Up close, Alastor could see the scars on Kichi's body far more clearly. The young wolf had faced his fair share of struggles and fights and proven his strength each time. "Where did you go? After she disappeared." Alastor had looked all over northern Boreas for Lurid and Kichi. He had to know what happened to him. He needed the closure.


"Alastor"