never good enough

His heart was heavy, limbs leaden as he moved with a dejected purpose. He couldn't be in Tortuga anymore, he couldn't be where the power shifted more then the wind, ideals changed and their members thrown away like trash. He couldn't believe in it, couldn't be there anymore, he couldn't be there especially after what Secret had done and what had happened to her. So he had left, with scarcely a word to anyone except his sister and his children, hulking mass moving directly towards the boarders he had become fairly familiar with. Ever since his first meeting with the Sol he had felt quite drawn to her, to her ideals and her sense of justice. She had defended Secret, a wolf she barely knew when no one in Tortuga would do so. No one in his own pack, not even their alphas bothered to step up for her. Though he had once leaned towards the chaotic side and Tortuga had called towards him his sobering moment had been when he had become a dad. He no longer could be a part of a pack that couldn't look after his own children and family. Vi could stay there, she was strong and she had saved Kylar's butt enough ties that he trusted her to take care of herself but his children he was worried about, especially Maia. And so he had come back here... He had heard whispers of Jupiter's death match, it had occurred at some point between when he had buried his friend and when the Glaciem wolves had taken over. Somewhere in the back of his mind he had heard her howl and through whispers he had heard of her victory.

Massive paws would stop at the boarders as always, head held high as he surveyed the mangroves before him curiously. Would she let him join her ranks? Well there really was only one way to find out... Head would tip back, a solemn howl echoing forth before his jaws would close and he would allow his head to lower to a respectful level once more. It was all just a waiting game now. He knew that they might have their own issues, that they would be in a struggle with Amenti's old queen, but hopefully someone would come and speak with him. He felt that if nothing else that Jupiter should know of Secret's fate. From what he could tell one wolf had tortured her and then Kaios had put her out of her misery before fleeing. At least that was what he hoped had happened. The torn open body he had found had barely resembled the once life filled and playful female he had known and grown quite attached too. That image would haunt his mind for the rest of his life until he found that male who's scent he had found at her death bed.

Speech!