where ever you are
02-05-2015, 12:31 PM
The scent had been so faint that he wasn't even sure he'd smelled it, wasn't sure that he wanted to believe he'd smelled it. However, he knew the scent of his father and he knew that he had to be sure. The oddest part had been that before he'd caught the whiff all he'd smelled was his mother Amalia. Maybe the best solution would have been to seek her out and ask her what it was he'd scented. He was already off though, his large paws carrying him away from the mangroves. He found difficulty trailing it in some places, and had he been anyone but Veruex's son he might not have been able to do it. By now he had made it rather far from their new home, the temperature was cooling and he could tell home was close. Except that it wasn't home any longer, that was in the east with his mothers, brothers and grandmother. This was where his sire was, the one who'd left them.. who'd come so close and left again. He wasn't even sure if he wanted to see the brute, but he'd already come so far. Taking a break his haunches would coil beneath him near the entrance of what he would assume a giant underground labyrinth, and he had no desire to look at that. He'd sit here and regain his strength and then continue on. He had to see for himself. |