He would search for her. Following her scent without stopping until he found her safe. Sephiroth had watched the battle, leaving as soon as a victor was decided. Erani had lost, though she fought with the entirety of her heart and soul...still, the bitch who won had not gone away without heavy damage, old Erani giving her share of fighting passion. It was strange for Sephiroth to see her fight, for she was old and he had never seen the elder fight so brutally before. He had silently urged her on but in the end, it was not enough. He hadn't stayed around to see who took the crown, for finding Angel was far more important. He knew of the panic attacks that would ravage her, and even though he was no longer a Beta, he wanted to ensure her safety and comfort her in a time of need. Nose pressed to the ground as he followed her trail, luckily he was a skilled tracker. The scars given to him by Jinxx during the epidemic was healed, though his muzzle was scarred from the sudden mad attack. He raised his visage, aquamarine eyes seeking out the small familiar form of the cross marked femme. The new spring shoots crunched lightly under his feet as he made his way towards the lake that seemed to fill with new water from the rains that would soon come. He followed along the banks, gazing across it as he spotted something familiar to his weary mind. Instantly, he would pick his feet up and carry on at a quicker pace, large form moving swiftly. It took him only a few minutes to reach the other side, where he would slow his approach. "Angel? There you are! I've been looking for you, are you alright?" Never had he felt so worried, so afraid for another. But she seemed so frail, so tender...he couldn't help but want to make sure she was okay.
"Speech"
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