where ever you are

Vereux had to think about ways to make himself better. With his current condition he couldn't take down any large prey. He looked like a walking corpse covered in wounds. Thr male flicked his tail as he looked around, the heart ache he felt was real but he tried to ignore it. He was told never to see his children again, even if he hadnt left of his own will. His emerald eye looked up though once he caught the scent. No one of his sons had followed him Amelia would surely kill him. Not that he would mind.

"Bacchus is that you?" He was almost in disbelief as he stepped forward a little wobbly. His skinny gram making ribs visible. His next course of action was to find a pack but this hr hadn't expected. He shook his head, "im so sorry, you and your brothers must hate me amalia told me how hard it was for all of you" he sighed. What had he done to them.