You're Drowning.

She was missing, Silana was gone. Had he made the wrong choice bringing her here? Had he made a mistake in thinking that she would be content in these caves? Or had the spring taken her away from him, and his sister continued her wandering without him. No words, of course there had been no words, but no warning had been given to him - and he would attempt to rationalize her being gone within his own mind. Blaming himself, this was his fault, and yet no matter how much he knew he had failed it would not bring her back to him.

Slow paw steps would bring him to the meeting area, toward Syrinx, toward the male that he had thought had seen him when he was young, only to realize it had all been untrue. A trick of his imagination, of the light, it was a lie wasn't it? This russet giant did not even know his name. Sullen and dejected, he would seat himself near the back of the crowd, dull mismatched eyes fixated on the ground beneath his feet. He would stand vigilant for a pack he did not understand or care to begin understanding. The only thing that kept him here, was that he had no where else to go.