almost as romantic as an abandoned theme park
Nyx
08-17-2022, 10:45 PM
Deus contemplated that with a hum, keeping pace alongside her but tilting his head to the side as he considered, distracted. Didn't someone once live up here? This was his first time coming to the territory - and while a pup he had not been made privy of much inter pack diplomacy - but he swore that at some point, someone had mentioned a match of some sort for control of the decrepit old ship. "I think someone did." He voiced aloud. "Though I guess they didn't have what it took to hold it. A good thing anyways, otherwise there'd be nowhere for us to get out of the cold." There was not much in the north in the way of windbreak or shelter, not unless you wanted to hole up in a mountain cave somewhere and Deus had gotten lost in one already as a yearling. He did not miss the touch of disdain in Kaija's tone and that, combined with her elaboration on why she had left Valhalla intrigued him. Ears flicking forward with interest, he inclined his head to the side to give her his patient attention. "Something you outgrew, I suppose?" He teased, remembering as well how fervently she'd protected her borders against him that day so long ago. Kaija questioned him then and he grimaced, a bit dejected remembering his current predicament with his once-home and once-pack. Was he even allowed to tell others what had transpired? Aerie was built on a lot of secrecy, but Eligos also relied on the prospect of wolves outsourcing them as mercenaries-for-hire. Surely if he wanted to continue to be available for a contract, Deus would be expected to share what had become of the desert-dwelling pack. "Aerie has abandoned our right to territory and have formed a nomadic band." Deus murmured. "Our numbers have suffered since the Long Night, this is what Eligos thinks is best for us. I guess I'm struggling with it, hating not having a real home. I've been just... roaming, in search of wolves to bring back. Hoping that if I find enough, we might one day be able to return." His ears flattened to his skull, the admittance feeling almost shameful. "How do you do it? I worry I'll never be able to adjust." Pausing, Deus considered his next words carefully, swallowing before he posed his follow-up. "Don't you get lonely?" |