Who Turned Out The Lights?

[Tags:: Apollo, Chryseis]

In his adventure away from Yfir the pack was, well, gone. He hadn't meant to linger away for so long and now worry gripped at him. Where was his mother? Apollo? The boy would step carefully on his leg through the snow, moving a bit slower in the cold, powdery nonsense. Ears would tilted back, a worried whine leaving him. Surely they hadn't abandoned him? Or... or maybe they thought he was ungrateful and had abandoned them? Sea green eyes would lower to the snow at his paws, tail lowered close to his hind legs. 

"...I..." Hypnos felt his heart aching. What if something had happened? The woman who claimed Yfir... what if she hurt them? Killed them? Impossible. His mind snorted at him. Hypnos would let a sigh pass his lips, lifting his gaze to the landscape. All he had wanted was to find a friend closer to his own age to hang out with. A pup... and he had. She was nice, though a bit too hyper. Still it had been so refreshing he had been hesitant to come home. But now...

Swallowing back his worries the boy would tilt his head to the gray skies, mouth forming a circle as he let out a howl for the ones he considered his true family, should they still linger. If they had he only hoped that they could forgive his absence, and that they would not be sore with him.