End of the world as we know it

Walk | Talk | Think

He had known his father had set off on a trip to visit some of the nearby packs, to establish relationships and get to know what his neighbors were like, but Eirik had not been paying close attention to just how long his father was gone. In his eyes, the man was indestructible, an unshakable figure that could not and would not back down from a challenge, and he saw no reason to worry about him for anything. If he was taking too long, maybe it meant he was making good progress with their neighbors and had decided to stay longer, or maybe even found another close by pack that he had needed to investigate.

Whatever the case, the worry in his mother's voice as she called for the pack to gather together seemed out of place and deeply concerning for the Kaname boy. His black tipped ears were perked as he followed the sound of her own, and his rosy eyes were filling with worry. What was this all about? What had he missed? He was desperate to know, eager to see if there was a way for him to fix it. He might have been a poor substitute for Rune, but Eirik wanted to see his family whole and comfortable and was willing to step up and take on more duties and responsibilities in order to to do it.

He found all of his family, except for Keiki, standing outside of his parents's den, his younger siblings huddled around their mother and Warja standing with Kismet close by. Just vaguely he wondered where Saga might have been, if she had heard and whether she would show, but she was always such an independent thing; he could never be sure of anything she would do. Turning his thoughts back to his absent sister, gauging from the overall atmosphere that something was amiss, he quickly offered, "Should I go get Keiki?"