Watch your back and hold your own
04-20-2024, 05:29 AM
The sound of his mother's howl is different. Off. Something he's never heard before and it concerns him. Having returned from the raid not long before the call, he was busy tending to his own wounds. Chatting with the new Morwenna girl as she slathers some antibiotic on his open cuts. He doesn't stick around though to continue their conversation. Whatever his mother was calling about had to be important, especially if she was sounding so... harrowed. Making his way to the ravine where she stands with Ignis, a paw draped over Kenway, his ears perk up. His father dead? A bounty on Ethne? Unborn pups? Another round of heathens? The information swirls in his eyes and head, making everything around him woozy for a second. He doesn't notice Flurry emptying the contents of her stomach nearby, but his own feels seconds away from doing the same. Inhaling a deep breath, Scald holds firm and finishes approaching Modesty and Ignis. If his father was truly dead, he wanted proof. "I will go with Ignis. We can take Deluge and Dread with us," there is a firmness in his tone that isn't usual - Scald isn't known for giving any fucks. "They don't deserve to handle his remains so I will be bringing his body home," his teeth clench together, his gaze hardening as he stares between the two older adults. There wouldn't be any arguing this time around. Nope, he was going to bring Gil home, dead or alive. |
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