Catching up

The call for him sounded very much like one of his children. Sirius had stopped being a youth a long time ago, and his hearing wasn't what it was. He used the help of his leopard companion to lead the way. Moving slower than he used to as his old bones got to work. There was still life in him yet, but it usually came in bursts and faded once more.


He reached the border and found the child that had called for him was Crux. The scarred old warrior stepped over the border and drew his son into a hug. “It's good to see you, boy!” He said, thumping him lightly on the back. “Come” he ordered, “your mother will want to see you.”