Just a little breather

Ricin wants to away from others, the looming realization that the brothers will be one with the next turn of seasons has had the blue pup pulling into himself more and more. Thoughts turn to Manea and had told him about fate, saying that is why he is alive and here. Paws carry him slowly through the rocks as ponders fate. It may be fate that he is here but that does not heal his wounded heart. A heavy sigh escapes past his dark blue lips, head lowered as he plods through the garden of rocks. Crimson eyes glance around, memories manifesting of the first time the brothers had been here, of the first time they had met Avacyn and Manea. Memories of a different time dance before his eyes and he pulls his ruby gaze down to his paws, unwilling to relive those moments.

The scent of another pack wolf reaches the boy’s nose and Ricin head shoots up, steps slowing as he ponders what he should do. Chade has been encouraging him to leave the den, meet new wolves and get to know everyone. The blue pup had tried but Saracyn’s look of contempt had sent him skittering back to the brother’s home. Still, he had to try… for Chade’s sake. Another long sigh and Ricin moves to intercept the wolf. When he is within range, the blue pup calls out meekly to the purple form, “Hello? Are.. are you new here?” Fear sinks a rock in gut, afraid that they might look down at him like Saracyn does. Paws slow, ready to carry the boy away in a hurry if this wolf does not want to talk.



"Ricin Dauner"

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