And its true, it you... [Joining]
06-29-2014, 02:05 PM
Dhiren Destruction was besought with grief. His little brother had passed away, his mother was now MIA, and he didn't know where to channel his heavy heart. Even though he was the Editor of the pack -- a rank he was proud of, without a doubt -- he had so much on his mind. No matter what he tried to do, he was not satisfied. The male couldn't eat, drink, or even sleep. He looked a right mess, but what could he do? Nothing! Patrolling the borders had become an automatic thing for the yearling. He didn't give it a second thought as he walked through the woods and between the trees. Dhiren was currently on autopilot, white and black paws taking him wherever they wanted. His head was low, nose not really working, and his black and white ears didn't detect anything out of the ordinary. Lost in the maze of his mind, Dhiren didn't see any way out. The boy thought it too soon, for once he heard the howl at the borders, he was pulled out of his funk. It was a temporary pull, but it made him all the more focused. Without hesitating, Dhiren changed direction and headed towards the source of the call, silently wondering who it would be this early in the day. Less than two minutes later, he appeared at the border, standing behind the scents of his predecessors and looking out at the visitor. Gold and silver eyes brightened considerably when he realized he was looking at perfection...Guinevere had come to visit. He stepped over his borders and approached her, head raised and tail slowly wagging behind him. Autopilot had been turned off and his heart was not as heavy as before. The fog had been lifted and he was leaving it behind as fast as he could. "Guinevere..." he whispered, husky voice deep and set like his father's. His pace slowed as he met her halfway, face seeking hers to rub against and bestow soft kisses on her cheeks and forehead. Nothing was for certain anymore and he knew that in order to make sure his future was secure, he had to make sure she wouldn't leave. Slowly, he pulled back, happy tears noted in his gaze. A burning question floated in his mind and he quickly asked, "What...what are you doing here, so far from Valhalla?" Talk like this |