Checking In

The day had been pleasant, the weather perfect, and Chade had taken the opportunity to go out and hunt for food for the pack. Ricin had opted to stay behind, puttering around their shared den, tiding things up, shaking out furs that need it, and make sure their elevated beds are secure. The work takes almost all day and it is dipping into late evening by the time he can finally set asides his tasks and gaze in satisfaction at his work.

Rudy gaze sweeps the den but it is a shadow near the entrance that pulls the light blue boy’s eyes over to find the purple form of the Elysium Matriarch waiting at the threshold. A smile immediately bursts across Ricin’s face and he waves his paw to usher her in, her warm grin melting the blue boy. She had saved their lives and the night he had spilled the brothers dirty secret still lives in his memories in vivid detail. The comfort she had given the lost pup had cemented his love for her and her family and the light blue boy knows he will live out his life in Elysium lands.

Manea’s question takes the blue boy by surprise and further warms his soul about how caring a leader she is. For so long he had wished that she was his mother but, as time moved on and she further established her own line, Ricin shifted his focus and has become determined to help the pack and family in any way she needs. With a warm smile he says, “I am well Mrs. Manea. Just been puttering around, doing little things. How are you doing? Is there something I can help you with?” Ushering her to the furs, Ricin sits across from her with a wide grin and curiosity burning in his gaze.


"Ricin Dauner"