How Fickle my Heart
Bloodletter
09-27-2022, 08:22 PM
Balthier had been as settled as he could be inside The Hallows, but nothing would ever feel like home for him. Not without Azzurra. The easiest way to divert the memories and emotions that hurt him was to drink, but in the times he couldn't he filled with patrols or hunting for The Hallows. Anything to keep himself out of his head. He tried to be more responsible with his alcohol habit, at least try to make a good impression for his alpha and those that may have noticed around the pack. But that didn't really mean he was any better than when he had left Fenmyre.
Today he found himself more south of the pack. Partly in search of prey while they had been hard to come by in the unusually cold winter for Auster, but also it seemed to be where his paws wandered to get away. Always trying to get the escape even when everything could seem so perfect. He had a roof over his head, he had a job to do for the pack. That didn't fix any of the emotional damage as much as he may have wanted.
He caught the scent of someone nearby before he approached the falls and while he wasn't too interested in meeting anyone new his path still moved forward. He had learned to company of strangers was better than risking bad behavior inside the pack. He was more lonely than willing to admit. He could spot the fae before he came out of the tree lines into the small clearing of the falls. He didn't stop until he was just at the bank, watching her inside the water. In a way he was preying on her, but he wasn't so harsh. He was no bad apple at least.
He stood there silently for sometime as he watched her observe the plant she found despite the cold months brought to Auster. The water had to be cold, he thought it was a bit odd for her to take the swim just for a silly herb, or at least that seemed to be her intention. "Might catch frostbite if you're not careful." He spoke in a quiet tone, maybe expecting her to be flightly. His soft smile may have told her otherwise but he hadn't given up his presence until his voice hit the air.
"Balthier Destruction"
Today he found himself more south of the pack. Partly in search of prey while they had been hard to come by in the unusually cold winter for Auster, but also it seemed to be where his paws wandered to get away. Always trying to get the escape even when everything could seem so perfect. He had a roof over his head, he had a job to do for the pack. That didn't fix any of the emotional damage as much as he may have wanted.
He caught the scent of someone nearby before he approached the falls and while he wasn't too interested in meeting anyone new his path still moved forward. He had learned to company of strangers was better than risking bad behavior inside the pack. He was more lonely than willing to admit. He could spot the fae before he came out of the tree lines into the small clearing of the falls. He didn't stop until he was just at the bank, watching her inside the water. In a way he was preying on her, but he wasn't so harsh. He was no bad apple at least.
He stood there silently for sometime as he watched her observe the plant she found despite the cold months brought to Auster. The water had to be cold, he thought it was a bit odd for her to take the swim just for a silly herb, or at least that seemed to be her intention. "Might catch frostbite if you're not careful." He spoke in a quiet tone, maybe expecting her to be flightly. His soft smile may have told her otherwise but he hadn't given up his presence until his voice hit the air.
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