not always alone
07-13-2014, 01:33 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-13-2014, 01:33 PM by Baldur.)
"What do I even say to these kids?" Baldur turned from Linne? to stare once again at the sky. He'd joined Ebony for the sole purpose of helping the pups he believed to be his children but so far he'd been unable to approach them. He was just a stranger really. And it was foolish for him to think he could simply walk back into their lives and pretend to be a father. What the hell did he know about being a father anyway? Hroovitnir was certainly no good role model. And besides they were pretty much grown anyway. But still? still he felt this urge to stay and he couldn't explain why. Linne? moved to nuzzle him as a howl rang out. Katja? Baldur got to his feet and shook out his snowy coat, pausing just a few moments to groom some unruly tufts back into place. Had she a task for him? He dearly hoped so. More than ever if wanted a direction in life. Baldur climbed up the Steppe's rocky face with more grace and confidence than he felt inside. "Drottning? You called me?" speech |