THE DARKNESS COMES

He too had heard the call, soon after him and Athena had finished judging the spars between their members. His eyes locked with hers, concern vivid in both there gazes. He asked her to come with him, and he nodded his head, taking off after the silver female. Pounding across the landscape his ears pinned flat against his head, he knew that it couldn't be good if the strong queen had called out. He saw that Athena did not hesitate at the boarder, so he the same, keeping on her heels as he let her lead the way. She had been here more often than he had, so he trusted her to get them to where Roman was.

The scent of blood was overwhelming, the metallic scent overpowering his entire form. Golden eyes fought to search for Roman's, a sad whine slipping from his mouth. Not caring about the blood, he walked over to the queen and stood behind her, settling his body behind hers. He offered her his warmth, the only thing he could at this moment. With soft murmured words, he began to lick her coat softly, smoothing her wild alabaster coat. He wasn't the best at soothing, he didn't even really understand what had happened. But there was blood, a lot of it. So he kept his body tucked behind hers, his soft tongue caressing her form.