dreams were just for sentimental fools

N/A · 08-12-2013, 05:33 PM

A little wandering never hurt anyone, Seraphim was a firm believer in that. In fact, he had left his pack to make wandering his life, fleeing from his obligations as the heir. Yet now he was considering pack life again, for the sake of being nearer to his children than he could be travelling around on his own. If he was going to teach them to hunt, to fish, and to lead, he would need to be close enough to do so. But things with Tortuga had been slow, Morphine had been far too busy to discuss the issue with him. He hoped that he would catch her soon to let her know of his wishes.

Steam poured from the hot spring as he approached it, obvious against the clear night sky. The nighttime was cool, unlike the sweltering heat that owned the day. The hot spring was a welcome find. Seraphim stepped slowly into the shallow waters, letting the soothing warmth surround him as he was submerged. It would do good to calm his nerves, and to let go of his worries for the time being.

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