It's been a Long Time Coming

*Cael* · (This post was last modified: 03-31-2014, 10:06 PM by Cael.)

How long had it been? Weeks? Months? Longer? Cael had lost all track of time since he had left in a delirious frenzy all that time ago. That night that he was jerked awake by an all too vivid dream of his dear sister's death... That image haunted him and still did from time to time. What bothered him almost as much as the picture of Claire dead was the thought of how he had ran off without a word to his mate or his family. He was miles away, running for his life, searching for Claire, before the thought had even crossed his mind.

But, here he was. He had been lingering around the very borders of Alacritis, too ashamed and afraid of their reactions to his leaving to face them. What brought him back now was the shaking that racked the earth the day before. He was sure that if he felt the trembling from where he was hiding out on the far edges that it had to be a terrible earthquake. The worry for his family and for Imena pushed him on, drug him toward Valhalla. Would Valhalla still be where he left it? What had happened since he left? What had happened with Imena in his absence?

He had so many questions he needed answered and as he neared the Plains he had once called home he hoped they would all be answered. He stopped when he smelled the pack's scent, his heart pounding in his chest. The scent had changed since he had left, but he could smell Aunt Erani's scent strongly at least so he knew he would at least have one friendly face to come back to... he hoped.

Cael, feeling like a stranger in his old home, let out a howl. A hopeful, searching howl, wishing so desperately that he had never left the life that he had worked so hard to build.

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