Welcome to Hotel California
07-10-2014, 03:27 PM
After the not-so-great first meeting with his father the large brute knew he needed to find his sister and let her know what had happened and just to check up on her in general. He knew she was more than capable of taking care of herself, but that didn't stop the big brother in him wanting to reach out to her and protect her. That's what brought him all the way down to the southern region of Alacritis. He had been all across the west and the north with no signs of her, but something told him he would find her here in the south. Call it a hunch, call it a feeling, he was banking on it. He padded slowly through the rows of trees that were just beginning to fill in with leaves once more. Winter had long since gone, leaving spring in its place, a change Falk was all too happy to see. Darkness had fallen some time ago, but the moon was full and, with the help of the sparkling stars, lit his path well enough. He lumbered forward, his large frame feeling weary from the long trip from the north to the south. He had hardly stopped once since seeing Isardis, more than eager to get away from the albio. He glanced around wondering if there might be somewhere he could rest for a while. Finally his icy gaze settled on a large fruit tree that had a hollowed out dip between its roots. It wasn't a den, but it would do for a couple hours rest. The Armada padded toward it with a sigh, but just as he got under the shade of the tree he caught a fresh scent of a wolf near by. He blinked, lifting his head and glancing around. Who else could be out at this time of night? Speech Thought Others |
