We Are Warrior Souls

The roar of his ursine sister pulled him away from his den by the creek and steadily he made his way to the pack's usual meeting spot at the falls. For so long with all of the trials, grief, and hardships they had encountered he had felt overwhelmed and even angry, but now he just felt numb. He didn't really know what was going on any more as he kept himself more and more removed from the rest of the pack so the fact that Saga was calling for them instead of Haydée or even their mother didn't really register until after he arrived. He simply went through the motions more than anything else. 

Once he reached where the others had begun to gather, he looked up to where Saga was sitting at the head of the group and began to put the pieces together. Part of him felt bad for Haydée and how it all had gone since she had to take over their mother's pack, but he knew that now they were yet again just picking up what scattered pieces were left. He took a seat near enough that it was clear he was attending this meeting and plenty close enough to hear clearly, but there was still a bit of distance between himself and everyone else that was convening around Saga. He had nothing against Saga, of course, and wanted to be here to support her the same way he supported all of his family, but he still struggled to keep the strands of his emotional well being wound together with all of this constant change and tribulations.

"Dorian"