ardent

hellstorm



Iorwerth

Loner

age
6 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Large
build
posts
89
player
Novella
01-29-2014, 03:11 AM



Iorwerth probably wouldn't have stopped by his cousin's den, not because he wished to avoid the girl, but merely as it wasn't quite crossing his current path. Though not close to Myth or any of his family, there was some semblance of a heart within him and he would still help if they were truly in trouble, though not really with any more concern than he showed the rest of the pack. He didn't actually know who had screamed, though the high noise pierced through the air and he was fortunately close enough for it to just catch his attention. Olive gaze scanned the landscape for a moment he set off in what he hoped was the right direction.



The storm of course didn't feel his challenge was difficult enough. The land was already suffering from it's destruction, though more branches and debris were caught up in those terrible winds and sent flying in Iorwerth's direction. Turning away, quick reactions saved his head though his left shoulder took a lot of the damage, knocking him momentarily off balance and stumbling back slightly. Immediately he felt the pain of the strike, though wasn't initially aware that a cut had come along with the injury. Fortunately not particularly deep, the main pain would likely be the bruising surrounding the wound.



Limping slightly he continued on his way, head low and eyes narrowed, even so he eventually managed to catch sight of a figure standing near the opening of a den, another flash of lightning through the sky briefly illuminating the area that certainly aided in confirming that fact. Pressing forwards, finally he was aware that the individual was Myth though he thought little upon the matter. She was simply another member of the pack to him, a rather scared one that could use a bit of help it seemed.



"Come now. Keep close." He informed her simply, turning his back now and starting to lead the way back towards the area where it seemed others had begun to gather. Even he had to admit they needed to group together in this storm, help each other as needed. For Myth it seemed that she needed some help relaxing, perhaps being with others would help. He wouldn't drag her around on his hunt for others though, the short trip towards Loccian, Epiphron and the children would be her only journey with him.