The Messenger Comes Wearing Black
01-25-2015, 12:43 PM
It was over. There was no point in trying any longer. His mother and father had passed on. Mother from sickness, father from his broken heart. Birch had been dying along with their mother, it had been clear to see... and when they left Cy had no heart to continue on. He left the pack to his younger siblings and left to find Laria. His other half. His littermate. If they did not return the pack would be in the hands of the younger two... and that was all there was too it.
The somber knight would walk on, arrive at the place with grasses so thick and high it made his head spin. Or maybe it was already spinning, and the sight of them just made it a bit worse. A deep sigh left him, and Cypress would plunge forth into the depths. He felt sick. Numb. His heart just... hurt. A sinking organ in his chest, constantly there. He would finally come to a stop, raising his head into the grasses. A long, sorrowful sound escaped his lips. Every so often he'd let loose the call as he searched for her. Laria...Gods above let her be safe too.
The somber knight would walk on, arrive at the place with grasses so thick and high it made his head spin. Or maybe it was already spinning, and the sight of them just made it a bit worse. A deep sigh left him, and Cypress would plunge forth into the depths. He felt sick. Numb. His heart just... hurt. A sinking organ in his chest, constantly there. He would finally come to a stop, raising his head into the grasses. A long, sorrowful sound escaped his lips. Every so often he'd let loose the call as he searched for her. Laria...Gods above let her be safe too.