There's a hole in my soul

Quelt would let his paws carry him on his own. It had been a vexing adventure, and he cursed himself for spending less time with the adopted children he promised to protect. He had put his priorities in the wrong place, and the pain of losing his unborn children probably only added to all the chaos going on in his mind. Yet he was doing alright, and determined to help and serve where he could. Even if he had a bitter side to him as many would assume the man could have, except when he saw Darrah. His tail would flick slightly, dare he say he considered them his sons and daughters. Those who didn't remain he mourned for, but when he saw Darrah his fur bristled with worry.

The blue male would approach the smaller one with a bit of a concerned look. "Darrah." he caught himself trying not to say son. He couldn't find the words to say. After he left to find Venus, maybe he left a part of himself behind. He felt bad, very guilty of leaving these young ones alone. They lost so much and he had lost nearly nothing in his lifetime. At least that was how he had felt.