He was quick to take his leave, even though he had not said a word of it to Tamlin or any of the others. Instead, fate seemed to take hold of him in its strapping grip to send him sliding from beside Soul, out of the clearing and far to the borders of the territory that was Bright Moon. Perhaps it was intuition at its finest, or perhaps sheer dumb luck, but regardless of the purpose Rio was on a mission. At first it was unclear just what this mission was, but as the red-headed boy continued to travel a distinct and completely unfamiliar scent hit his nostrils. It seemed to be that of a female, and that of a female in labor, no doubt. Judging by the faintness of the scent he was still a ways off, which only concluded that she was on fact located upon a border. A birthing female on the border? All the pregnant females he had known of within Bright Moon so far had been present at the pack meeting- who was this strange vixen giving birth all of the sudden? As the pack was his home, he took it upon himself to find out. Though the scent of a fellow pack member, Demon Moon as Rio could recall by the familiar cologne, calmed his nerves to the point of allowing him to make an easy but steady pace toward the source of the aromas. He had no sooner arrived on the scene than when he began to absorb everything and what exactly was happening. It seemed an older female who was heavy with offspring had not been able to make it wherever she had been going- and decided that the border of Bright Moon would be a dandy place to have some pups. Fancy that
As Rio made his approach, he was quick to speak up as to not alarm the female and to make his presence well known. “Hello, stranger. Seems we have some unexpected visitors on the way- yes?” For some unknown reason, the spark to the boys citrine gaze had returned as he gazed down tenderly at the female collapsed at his paws. Though she was completely foreign to him as well as completely unknown, he felt the urge to reach down to nudge her with his muzzle, a gesture of comfort to a Mother. And of course Rio being himself, it was exactly what he did to. Leaning down to allow the blunt end of his muzzle to nuzzle lightly at the nape of her neck, he quickly withdrew to allow more speech to slip past his parted maw. “Regardless of your wish for a home, or how long you stay with us here, I believe it most wise to get you undercover, miss. Wouldn’t you agree, Demon Moon?” Finally mentioning as well as acknowledging his pack member, Rio glanced briefly at the male before gracing him with a slight dip of his jaw, before turning back to the female before him. She was currently his main focus and held all of his attention. He couldn’t quite place a paw on it but something about her made him want to help, to do all he could for her. And he hadn’t the faintest clue why. Perhaps because it’s what she had done, if she had been here at the time? She would have greeted with mismatched irises gleaming and shining bright with warm welcome- a new Mother? By all means, the more the merrier! The mere thought brought a light twitch to the red-heads lips, but soon vanished as if it was never even there to begin with..
who'll have mercy on my soul
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