Spend a day with your old man

The gold clung to his paws, seeping into his coat, and staining the white markings across his right paw.The liquid that had splashed from Resin’s eye seemed stronger than a strange coloured tear. He stared at it in wonder for a moment, and then shook his head. Some things seemed to beggar belief.

He lifted his head, and called softly for his daughter, knowing that if he was heading down the Hallows she would wish to come. He could use the company right now, all things considered. His brow still tingled with the last kiss of Resin, and his arms remembered the weight of her, despite the old warrior leaving them. What strange things happening in the world. He needed… he needed some levity in his life. He needed to see Briar smile, and find his sister. These are the things he must concentrate on. But still, as he sat there, his other paw ran slowly over the new gold markings on his paw.


"Sirius Fatalis"