Can't Drink You Away

Bane toyed with the antler in his mouth as he paced from alongside the border of Seracia with that faint howl still echoing in his ears. Alena... she'd let out a call in the distance. He'd been meaning to do this for a while now, to make a pup like him. He'd readied the scarring antler and had planned to give his feathers to the one pup he had named. Nako... something had been sensed in him, but as for what, Bane didn't know. Tahlia could wait for a few hours. This was personal.

His mind was made at that point of thought, the time to make a pup one of Talutah, to pass on the knowledge he'd only kept to himself so the no others would follow their twisted customs. Alena would hopefully understand, and if she did cause a problem he'd be forced to deal with her. The howl was still ringing in his ears even if it had been several moments since it crossed over the land. And so Bane began the journey to Amenti lands to seek out his half-mate and too take the one he'd chosen away with him after giving the mark and feathers. A bastard child Nako might be, but Bane had plans for him. It was all just a matter of convincing the white female that was coming into view.