Brightly Wound
01-09-2014, 08:15 PM
| Sarak |
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Sarak padded silently through the jungle, as easily as any jaguar. He was refreshed after finding Azalea again, and much happier than he had been in a while. He had a future set firmly in mind. Her children would be his, he would be a father to them, despite their lineage. This must be what love truly was. The ability to look past what had been done, and look to the future. Dark ears perked as a gentle song rolled through the jungle, unique among the calls of monkeys and other creatures of the jungle. Familiar. Chrysanthe. Ah, he needed to check in with her, to let her know about Cormalin, of Bronze and Themisto. He was confused, however. He hadn?t smelled Erani yet? Nor had he seen Surreal, or Alsander. Or the horse, for that matter. His tail flicked slightly, before he slid through the jungle toward Chrysanthe?s call. It was a meeting that she called. He came to a stop before the Alpha, settling upon his haunches. Collision would be here soon. He wanted Azalea?s father to accept him? Wanted the male to know that he held Azalea?s safety and future to the utmost importance. Deep green eyes rested on Chrysanthe. Have you seen Erani? I could use this scruff wound checked?? Chrysanthe would know where the kind, terrifying female was, wouldn?t she? Another member arrived shortly after the words left his muzzle. He nodded to the male. And the female that came after. |