What Will Always Be Remembered
04-21-2015, 01:58 PM
Nona had still not returned. She was somewhere out there, of that he was certain. His heart hurt, not knowing where she was exactly, but she would be alright. She was strong. Allen would take a deep breath as he walked along the rapids he was thinking quietly to himself, keeping an eye on the borders that he patrolled. The lands were quiet, thank the gods. Things seemed to be, for the most part, stable. Abaven was being a little more lively. It was wonderful to see as well. The man still had much on his mind after the training, and was even determined to take young Shrike under his wing. Hell, had Nona been here he surely would have loved to be taught be her as well.
That lead Allen to think of some other things. Family. It was high time he called Quelt and figured out what had gone on since their separation, since the man came back. Quelt had a mate, a lover, who had been lost. Hadn't they been getting ready to have a litter of their own? What had happened with that, Allen had to wonder. The aging man would come to a stop, tilting his his head back to call for his kin. He hoped that Quelt wouldn't be too busy and couldn't answer his call. This new alphaship role was something different for certain. Would the other members of the pack see him in the same sort of light that Bass did? |
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