The boy was still lost, his mother disappeared just as his sisters once had? or rather he had disappeared. The guilt of that ate him alive, as far as he knew she was alone. He had failed at his self-appointed mission. This area like all the others he had tired seemed to be a dead end, if he could only get his bearings he could try and work his way back to places he knew, pick up the trail there. But the storm had gotten everything turned around in his head. It hadn?t been all a loss of course, his sister Signy had been found! Not that it mattered too much right now, seeing as how neither of them knew where their mother was.
The yearling let out a faint growl and lifted his head, turning violently away from the tree he had just been sniffing. He stomped through the estuary, only too aware that his frustration was getting the better of him and yet unable to reign it in completely. He was no doubt making quite a bit of noise, and a few birds took flight as he marched in proof of that, but at the moment Taddeo could care less.
"Speech"
