Nostalgia

With a heavy sigh Bane rose his head and looked back towards where his family had all met up. He had been gone for only a few moments, not enough to cause worry but perhaps enough to invoke curiousness as to why he was away. All to see if Dillinger and the others remained undisturbed. It was all he could've asked for that it would remain so until even the bones wasted away in their return to the earth. Wore paws rose his pale pelt from the earth, giving a shake to ride his hide of the grit. With a somber gaze he would turn away and start heading back. Through the pines he made his way back to his family, though with a slightly heavier heart at the knowledge that while in death, nobody would know the dead wolves of Seracia besides him and whomever was a member of the dissolved pack. And so they would rest. Bane taking up more cheery thoughts as he strode up to Tahlia.
Her warmth and presence was comforting, Bane looking at Destruction then at all the young faces assembled around them. "Well. Everyone is here and safe. And I know of a place where we can stay." Bane nodded, taking the lead to guide his family to their new home upon the hillsides of what was once Seracia.

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