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
08-20-2013, 01:37 AM




Walk | "Talk" | Think

Very peacefully his sister woke, those vibrant green eyes of his, so reminiscent of their father's, panning upward to meet his gaze. Just slightly he smiled for her, an expression that he tried to remember from their youth, somewhat playful, somewhat smug, but only in his quiet manner. He had always been the silent one, the observer, the one who let the others race off on their adventures first and then brought up the rear, occasionally taking lead but only when it became painfully obvious no one else could.

But as he met her eyes, he saw very little of the Maia he remembered, as if the young, innocent girl he had grown up with had disappeared over the years. Her green eyes looked tired, haunted, full of shadows and demons that only she could see. It troubled him, the look about her, so thin and frail looking, not full and lightly muscled as she should have been, as dictated by her lineage. Her question was merely a distraction to him as he continued to survey her quietly, and absently he answered, "I found your scent. So I followed." Surely he needed no excuse to track his long lost sister down? At least he hoped she would find it acceptable. It had been so long...and after discovering the freshly covered grave of his mother he longed to cling to what little family he had left.

Allowing her space, the grey wolf took a quick step back so that Maia could rise, his frosty blue eyes ever watchful of her to make sure the demons that plagued her behind her eyes had not entirely ravaged her body as well. It seemed their presence was not a wholly permanent one, the black she-wolf twisting her lips into a small smile for him and reaching forward to offer him a kind nuzzle. Rune gratefully accepted, brushing his cheek against her own as he savored the small contact. Who knew how long it would be until he saw her again?

Her tail wagged as she expressed to have missed him all this time, and the smile about his face jumped just a fraction before it settled comfortably back to its original level. "I've missed you too," he answered without hesitation, wishing in that moment that he could convince her to return with him, to live once more within the borders of Tortuga, make Vixe join them, and piece together the family they had once possessed. But there would be time enough for suggestions like that. He was far more concerned about the rest of their family. "I haven't seen Vixe. Or dad," Rune admitted quietly, eyes falling downcast with the confession. He sighed heavily, not wanting to add what he needed to but doing so anyway, tone somewhat low and monotonous, "And then mom--" He tried to speak of it, of her, of the place she rested now, but the proper words evaded him. It was too touchy a subject to just talk of casually; he hoped Maia already knew and that an explanation from him would not be necessary.