Take the Heartland
07-23-2014, 05:28 PM
before they even know what I've come here for The large black brute quickly reached his father, where he was promptly snuggled and embraced. It was something he was used to around the old man, but it still managed to throw him off a little bit. The man stumbled under the pressure of the embrace and eventually chose to return the affection, but his heart wasn't really in it. Now was not the time for love, hugs, and rainbows. Now was the time for domination, blood, and death. Death would come from his own two paws, delivered to those who had murdered his mother. Charon grumbled out a low snarl, pulling away from his father at last. Those thoughts always stirred such a fury in him. But he tried to listen as his father spoke, telling him not to leave. How would he ever get anything done? Bright golden eyes would roll, out of sight of Remus. "No father, no word of my siblings. They did not arrive with us, it seems, so I have not seen them since our departure." Charon had to be honest with himself. He was worried about his siblings as well. But what could he do? They obviously hadn't arrived in this land yet. There was no way to change that, and no way to go back and search for them now. "I know you worry, father. But all we can do now is move forward, and wait for them to follow. They are smart enough to know what needs to be done." His eyes would lift, meeting his father as he stood tall and strong. "In the meantime, there is much that we should do. Places to be, plans to be formed. What say you?" |