Keep on walking

*Thor* · 04-17-2014, 04:39 PM

Having left a plumb rabbit a short distance from Emer's den entrance, Thor was headed back to his own den. Lately the brute had been doing a lot of hunting. It was good exercise and to be honest, the brute was concerned about his figure. It was more than just vanity; instilled in him was the desire to remain fighting fit. He couldn't do that by simply laying around. The brute craved activity. He'd even taken up running the border on occasion.

His pace leisurely, the brute ambled towards home with his head in the clouds. As was usual for him, he was thinking of the place he'd once called home. It plagued him to think that Villi and Ve were running things now. He didn't care to challenge them for that right, but it irked him nonetheless. They were too stupid to lead anything. As much as he disagreed with his father's ways, Thor couldn't deny that the brute had known how to lead. The Pack was his father's creation and without him at the head, it was nothing; just a dying beast. Maybe one day he'd go back and put it out of its misery.

A sixth sense alerted him to the fact that he was walking up on someone. He couldn't see her, but he knew it was the fae that he'd been leaving food for. Thor knew nothing of Emer's circumstances; leaving food for her was just a kindness he was extending to everyone in the pack in turn with her getting priority because she was expecting. Not wanting to startle her, he called out, "Hello?"

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