Closer to Home

His family was lingering here - but if Alacritia was anything, it was vast. His bruises from the earthquake were healing, but there were still times that Concord ended up resting because his muscles grew sore. The sun was slowly starting to set, and the rocky terrain threw many shadows over the area, giving the silence a rather lonely feeling. Where was the remainder of his family? His siblings? His twin? Being without Paradox was strange, empty, he hoped that she had managed to find the other Blacks without as much trouble. He worried for her, hoping that the quake that had swallowed he and a couple of other wolves up hadn't hurt her somehow. Collapsing earth, trees falling over, flooding, there were a plethora of dangers that could have occurred, he just hoped that she was safe regardless.


When his twin wasn't with him he had the tendency to worry.


The scent that he had been following this far had been whipped around by the wind that flowed through this area, cutting around the rocks that were eroding by the day. He was lost, and for now - he was alone as well, left to gather his thoughts as the sun set for the day. Soon he would have the stars to guide him - and counting on that, he would settle beside a sturdy looking rock, waiting in its shadow for night to fall. It would be a warm autumn night, one good for traveling. For now he would rest his weary muscles and hope that he found water soon. It would seem that he was almost through the desert areas - but he had to be careful that he didn't tire himself out.