What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger
10-13-2014, 12:09 AM
Slowly but surely he would find his siblings one by one. First Isolde, then Amalia. It made him feel even more confident about his decision to return to Alacritis, but he knew there was still a long road ahead of him if he was going to be reunited with them all or even just a large portion on them. The two wolves at the top of his list to find next were his brother and their mother and he kind of hoped maybe finding one would lead him to the other. He had wandered back down out of the north after his meeting with Amalia, satisfied that if he needed her he would be able to find her again with her living in Bevroren. It was a relief to be out of the ice and snow and he thought to himself again how it was a wonder that his sister put up with the colder weather. He came to the edge of a steep cliff, peering down over the edge with wide sea blue eyes. With a chuckle he took a step back from the edge and turned around, peering out into the trees. So far it seemed that only luck had brought him together with his siblings so he hoped that maybe luck would continue to be on his side. It was all he had to go on at this point after all. |
