The Other Side

It was difficult for Seraphim to get a solid grip on what had just occurred. He had watched with a focused eye as the new controller of Tortuga accepted abuse from a wolf who appeared to be an angry father. Deep within his bones he felt shock at the whole event. He couldn't imagine harming his own child that way, at any age. It was abhorrent.



Once the unwelcome entourage had exited, the young male quickly composed himself. To Seraph's surprise, Devya was the one to speak up and ask what the plans for the pack were. He listened attentively, somewhat thrilled at the prospect of rebuilding Tortuga. He wished to speak with the boy, to tell him of his willingness to aid, but he chose to allow others to speak first. A male he didn't recognize was granted the rank of hunter, and Seraphine offered to help the male with his wounds.



He followed behind Seraphine and offered the new alpha a smile. I would like to speak with you while my friend tends to your wounds, if that is alright. He sat back gently on his haunches, wrapping his tail around his legs. Taurig, right? My name is Seraphim, and I wish to assist you in rebuilding this pack.






talk, think

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