The Follower Who Lost His Heart

*Quelt* · 07-12-2014, 11:31 PM

Pain was a all too familiar feeling that he had embedded inside of him. Even if he didn't know Hajime long, he had a habit of getting easily attached to strangers at a quick rate. Wearing his heart on his sleeve more than anything, which meant Quelt was left the most vulnerable out of any wolves that he knew personally. Here in Abaven a nightmare for these children had taken place. They were angry upset, many of them wanted to go back to Ebony where they had been born. Yet it pained him to say they could not leave until they were a year old able to make their own decisions. The new adopted father had the help of Irune, but he would never understand the feeling of being an orphan. He had a perfect world before all of this. A perfect son of a duke, and yet there was this strange remaining tingling in his heart. And a even bigger urge to protect those he had brought with him to Abaven.
His dark ears would move towards the sound of Allen, Hajime's uncle. Of course he wasn't sleeping, having to make sure none of the children freaked out or even had night terrors which was something he had seen back at home when wolves went through harsh times. The man would raise his body, large and still strong, but walking calmly out of the den leaving the bundles of fluff with Irune as he stepped out into the night approaching the smaller form of Allen. "Allen, are you doing okay?" concern in his voice would sound like he knew the uncle top to bottom. Quelt was loved by a lot because of his kindness, but also because he had a heart of gold in most area's. He cared for every single wolf who had followed him to Abaven for one reason or another, they were his family. And it was his responsibility to make sure they would heal, and be okay.

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