ardent

I've lost my way, can you help me?



Rune I

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Large
build
-
posts
275
player
08-17-2013, 12:04 PM




Walk | "Talk" | Think

Like both of his siblings, Rune had inherited specific traits from his parents and time had made them his own. From his father, he had inherited a calm mind, a place from which he surveyed the world not with appraisal or greed but mere curiosity, wishing to understand and know how each piece ticked and therefore see the faults as well. From his mother, he had inherited her innate sense of place, of tracking, the foundation from which he had molded that side of himself into a skilled hunter. He used those self-improved skills now, not in search of prey or even for the entertainment of a chase but in search of someone in particular.

Restlessness regarding the impending trips to be made outside of his home territory had caused him to seek solace elsewhere, traveling north away from Tortuga. Terrain became wild, frozen, unfamiliar to him, but nothing successfully stopped him enough even to consider turning back. And nothing would once he had encountered her scent. It had been fresh, surprisingly recent, and immediately captured the youthful male's attention with no room for anything else. Months had passed since he had last seen his sister, even more since they had been together under good terms. Each of them, it seemed, had taken the loss of their mother very differently, and of his siblings he thought himself the most stable. Neither of the other two had shown themselves upon their childhood home since though he had often wished for their return. Now knowing that one was so near, he was determined to locate her before considering his return trip and losing himself in pack affairs once more.

The scent brought him even further north than he would have traveled otherwise, to the mouth of a cavern that opened up along a mountainside, remnants of snow still lingering up along its peak. He paused slightly outside of it, staring upward at the mountain before lowering his frosty blue gaze to peer as far inward as he could in its pale lighting. Why here? he wondered, unable to understand the draw of this place for his sister. Did it have something to do with why she had been away for so long? Or perhaps just convenience? Waving away his thoughts, the black and grey male padded forward on silent paws, head lowered with his dark nose skimming above the floor to follow the guiding scent. He had hardly entered no more than a few feet before he spotted her, her lithe frame, so much like their mother's, coiled up beside one of the stony cavern walls. Little to no attention was given to the strange, cryptic markings that adorned the walls he passed, his attention focused solely upon his sister.

His movements as he approached were made with the utmost care, doing his best to stay as silent as possible so as not to disrupt her sleep with fear of an unknown intruder. She seemed awfully peaceful there in sleep, though it only made him wonder how she must have been during her waking hours. Brotherly affection and a strong protective streak made him wish to lie down quietly beside her and keep watch but their bond had not been as strong as it once had felt ever since they had separated; he felt no certainty that she would have even accepted the gesture. Unknowing of the nightmares that warped her sleeping thoughts, Rune lowered his dark nose to hover over her shoulder and spoke to her in a simple, quiet tone, "Maia."