This is my kingdom come

Manea followed the path that lead her up through the mountains to their cave as the sun set toward the horizon, quickly darkening the world around her. It seemed there was never enough time in the day to accomplish everything the pack needed, but she had been really focusing in on the pack over the last little bit to make up for the extra strain she had unintentionally put on Avacyn in the time that she had stepped away in the grief of her fall out with Alastor. Yes, Avacyn was old enough now to be taking on more responsibility, but her daughter also had her own things to sort through now that Albion was in the pack and she was trying to navigate the murky waters of the relationships she wished to have. It was the least she could do to give Avacyn a string of days to herself to get caught up on her personal life before they got back to their usual routines. It just meant that by the time she was getting back to their den she was very much ready to rest and relax with Alastor.

As she neared the cave, however, the hint of blood on the air made her worry flare and her attention immediately go on high alert, her steps picking up speed until she was trotting quickly up the path toward their cave, the scent only growing stronger as she made it up to the clearing in front of their home. It certainly wasn't the first time Alastor had come home covered in blood and scratches for whatever reason, but as she rounded the corner she could immediately tell that something was very wrong. "Alastor?" she questioned with concern as she went across the main chamber to where he was currently downing a bottle of strong liquor, clearly just coming home from fighting and killing out his anger as he tended to do. "Alastor, what happened?" she asked as he put a paw on his shoulder to get him to turn toward her, wondering to herself if she should take the bottle away from him now before he got too far gone.

Manea | Temno | Ciemny