vincere aut mori

The wind combed through his dark pelt and brought a small squint to his eyes. It was deep into autumn now and the temperature was dropping. Incubus enjoyed cooler weather so he was nothing but pleased with the changes. Not only was the weather nice but the leaves changing color. These thoughts brought a small grin to his lips before a voice filled his ears. Suddenly the male flicked his head towards the woman. Pale eyes took in her tiny form before solemnly landing on her beautiful purple gaze. "Mother..." His voice was a deep whisper, it could have easily been lost to the wind. Without a second thought Incubus stood and decided to close the distance between them. The brute would go in for a nuzzle to her neck if she allowed. A long time had passed since their last encounter but she was still his Mother. The Wolf who brought him into this world and the sight of her brought forth feelings of love and guilt.

After a few tender moments Incubus would step back and allow his eyes to pour into her own. He was slightly puzzled by her poor shape and the lack of scent on her coat. Was she no longer in Harabi? Venom had informed him that their Mother had left to join the pack some time ago. "Are you a rogue now?" His brow raised as concern flooded from every inch of his form. This was not woman who single handedly brought the Empire back to power and that made his heart wring with sorrow.