Hide And Seek, Trains and Sewing Machines.
10-20-2014, 04:39 PM
Galahad
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What had started off as a joyous exploration had turned out to be a nightmare. One of their own was missing... and Galahad was mentally kicking himself for not noticing sooner. Worry filled him, as well as guilt. Was Solas alright? Hurt? The memories of being separated from his siblings came back to him now. Was he cursed? Were those around him forever going to be separated? Galahad would give a deep sigh, coming to a stop as he looked around. Where... where was he?
"Sooolaaaaas!" He would call. Another voice, fainter, would be heard. Valeriya. They were searching... all of them together. He would pray that by spreading out some and combing the lands they might find their missing pack member. Nose to the ground the two-toned male began to search for Solas' scent. He had to be somewhere on their path... please gods let him be there. Let him be found before any chaos befell him.
"Speech."