Tapping the Barrel of a Steel Blue .38
09-25-2014, 10:05 PM
He hadn't been busy, he had simply been scared. He had heard so much about his children from Vi when he and Cataleya had first planned to leave but since then had only heard rumours that Rune had gotten his own pack. He hadn't been to visit yet, not having seen his kids since? Well? How long had it been? He had met Rune's mate on an off encounter but that was it, since Secret's death? What was that? A year, two years ago? His heart clenched in his chest as he stood at the boarders of this pack, deeply inhaling the scents that floated around him. Despite the rain he could catch some scents still. His children were here? The storm was still going hard, the wind howled and the rain poured down in sheets it seemed as he waited. He had to go? He had to make sure they were alright in this storm. Basanti was safe with Catalyea and now he had two more children he needed to check on. So he didn't wait, plunging into the pack lands uninvited and probably unwanted. But he didn't need to be found, didn't need them to see him. He just needed to see them and see that they were okay. But apparently the gods had a different plan. The rain hadn't completely washed away Maia's scent and after a few long minutes of searching he found an area that it was fairly scent. But what was that? Sickness plagued her scent and slowly his head would lift and ears would fold into his skull. Verdant eyes fell on what must have been her den. Massive paws would begin moving before he even early thought about it. and he would slip into the den to find Maia. She was curled into herself, so small and frail looking. Sickness plagued the scent of this den and slowly his shoulders would sag. His dear sweet daughter? He had always felt so much resentment towards her, she was so much like her mother and it had frustrated him to no end? "Maia?" Her name slipped off his tongue in a breath and slowly his legs would begin to tremble before collapsing complete. "I'm so sorry my dear.." His voice quivered, his nose just inches from her own. He wanted nothing more then to reach out and touch her in what seemed to be her last moments. Would she let him? WORDS HERE |