Stand Together
Group Winter Seasonal, Year 18 {Cor, Hay, and Nessie}
01-21-2023, 01:35 AM
It had been another day at Lazuli Falls, and Gavroche had spent the day reorganizing his stores at the far end of the den. Yet, as Bellamy and his little ones seemed to slumber on, Gavroche could not sleep. The winged man tossed and turned and, after over an hour of unrest, he decided to rise. Jessie, the tiny bat companion he’d grown fond of, caught sight of Gavroche as he left the den, and curious as to why he was awake when it was getting late, the tiny bat fell from her perch and took flight after him. It wasn’t uncommon for her to watch over the family after she had fed, and the bumblebee bat wanted to make sure that her friend would be okay. Under the cover of the stars Gavroche moved away from the cave, away from his family down in the direction of Cattail Creek. Jessie flew up beside him and turned her attention to the winged wolf. “Everything okay, Gav?” The tiny bat asked him softly. She was a bit worried. During the time she woke up during the day, though brief, she had noticed him seeming a bit off. The winged man gave a soft sigh. His green gaze was upon the ground at his paws and, at his companion’s question, he slowed to a stop. ”Just… worried. The kids are growing so quickly, getting into little adventures… I… I’m just not sure that I’m ready for them to be growing up, you know? Bellamy has even talked about considering which of them will be trained as our heir.” The winged man closed his eyes with a sigh. He was worried about letting them go. After losing Lucette at such a tender age, at least for a while, he wasn’t ready for his other children to start growing up and living their own lives. Distracted as he was, however, Gavroche did not see the approach of the coyote pack that had decided the toy height male was looking like an easy meal. They licked their jaws, but one of them had caught sight of Gav’s companion. It rushed forward, and with a split second scream and the click of the coyote’s jaws, Jessie was gone. Gavroche’s eyes snapped over, his worry for the future shifting immediately to fear for the present. He recoiled, not yet registering that his companion had just become a late night snack. His ears flicked back and the winged man froze, five coyotes sizing him up. This was bad… this was very, very bad. Word Count: 425 Words / 1,500 Words |
As his mate and alpha, Bellamy is allowed in any of Gavroche's threads regardless of how they are marked.
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