GLORY AND GORE
11-16-2013, 01:01 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-16-2013, 01:03 AM by Valerius.)
His sister had appeared, nearly like an apparition, nuzzling into him, a show of affection which he returned. He relied on her a lot, perhaps, that was what made them such an unbreakable family. He took in a deep breath, comforted by her scent, it reminded him of his mother, of a life he had once lived. Her voice did not fall on deaf ears, and he stood for a moment, thinking about her words, contemplating his answer. He didn't want to raise both of their hopes, but he had to believe that they'd get something out of this. That all of this wouldn't be for nothing. He took a breath, before he spoke, his leaning into his sister, his chocolaty hues blending into her fur, as his eyes searched for hers.
"We will find them, Vriel. We can't stop believing now." He spoke low, his tone urgent. He needed her to believe him. They couldn't stop now, not after all they had given up. He wondered if the infamous Cairo they had heard about, the father that he looked like, if one could forget the ivory dipped legs he sported, was still alive? He had to be, didn't he? This couldn't be in vain. They had to be here. Scents didn't lie, even faded ones. "Perhaps we should head south?" He suggested, glancing away into the distance. Yes, with fall, these Northern lands would soon grow cold, perhaps they'd find their father and his pack in the south, where the weather was more suitable.
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