Moments Of Chaos
It was during his searching travels with the midnight female that he'd return here. However, he'd leave her in a location not far from here as he sought some alone time. During his time in the south, the boy had caught a faint scent of someone strongly familiar, but it was stale and he had lost it. The snow in the lands covering the remnants of his sought after target. Alas, he had come back to his starting point with the hope that he had passed this way...but it seemed, his Father was not here. At least he knew now, that he had returned. Or so he hoped, if only vaguely.
He stopped beneath the boughs of a pine long dead, the branches hanging so low to the ground that a den could potentially be made and hidden from view. He stood there, scenting the air in a last attempt to catch his fathers scent, but something else familiar would reach him instead. With renewed interest, he searched the area until the scent grew stronger. It led him away from where he was, and by the time he found where it was strongest, his pelt was covered in snow. It bothered him none, but it was colder then usual today and it made his fur feel wet. Which was uncomfortable and irritating him. After several minutes, he found the den where the scent was strongest, and as he stopped at the entrance and peered in, a smirk lifted his inky lips. "Lazing about, eh Brother?" He purred with a rare humor reserved only for his family. |
