Sound Sleep
09-24-2013, 12:13 PM
It had been so long since Bronze had been on his own. He did not regret he and Silent's decision to have a final litter of children, no, not at all -- but it would be a lie to say that the brute did not miss some of his alone time. But even as he wandered from his home -- tired paws taking him slowly, step by step, further from familiar territory -- he found his mind lingering on his children. Ara, Faolan, Mercury, and Jendai. Four pups -- and four grown children he hadn't seen in many years. One deceased. Nine children in all, only eight living. Had he failed any of them? He was always consumed by worry, even as he saw his childrens' smiling faces, worried that he wasn't doing the best thing for them. It was a natural thing for a father to wonder if he was doing the right thing for his children, and doubt was not at all uncommon for the aging man. Silent had granted him a night away from home. With full bellies, he knew his children would sleep quickly, and he bid them a happy farewell. Of course, he would return in the morning, but he felt inclined to go on a short mission to clear his mind. Nothing was burdening him, he simply wanted to travel again. Even if it was a brief journey, it would calm his anxious soul immensely, he was sure of it. His paws took him east, towards the lands he knew Song and Cherokee and their children lived in. Though he had only met her a pawful of times, Song was a dear friend to Silent -- and thus a dear friend to him. As he walked, and pondered, the sun slowly set, the land becoming cloaked in darkness. Before long, the entrancing sound of running water reached his ears. Luckily the moonlight overhead was bright enough to reveal the falls, the water glimmering as it poured over the rocks below. It was a lovely sight, and he made a mental note to take his children here soon. Ara especially would love the view. Slowly he crept forward, his poise guarded as always as he peered forth, examining his surroundings. As he crept a bit closer, through the darkness he saw the figure of a wolf, lying beneath a nearby tree. Clearing his throat, as though to alert him of his presence, he spoke up. "What are you doing, boy?" He questioned gruffly, though his voice was not at all threatening. "This is no place for a wolf to rest." It was quite dangerous, and if he was deeply enough asleep he could be easily pushed into the falls. His nose wrinkled as he watched, waiting to see if the boy heard him ... or if he awoke at all. |
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