After the Storm

*Gerhardt* · 01-28-2014, 09:33 PM

He would relish in her touch and the gentle kiss she placed upon his muzzle. Loccian claimed she was alright, and he would nod his head knowingly. If she wished to tell him of her ailments, she would, but he would not push her to do so. She would recite her thoughts on the storm, to which he would listen intently. He was glad he had not gotten out in the worst of it, and had only left the den when absolutely necessary. The furthest he'd gone was a few yards, just enough to get a drink from a puddle or relieve himself in privacy. He wished she could have been with him, but the job of a leader was never so important as in a crisis - this he knew very well. We are fine, love, so don't think on what could have been. She had mentioned some had been hurt, but all lives had been spared. Thank goodness. Who were injured? His mind fluttered to thoughts of Maverick and his growing family. Though the boy was now a man grown, hardly a day passed when Gerhardt didn't worry about him. If he had been hurt in the storm, Gerhardt would want to check on him, likewise for any of his family. They were Gerhardt's family too.

Speech,

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