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Hearing her howl rocks me to my core. I jump out, hitting my head on the top of my makeshift den outside the crater. I wince and hiss in pain, bringing a paw up to gently caress my head but it feels tender to the touch. Venturing out into the open, I shake out my coat and stretch, ears pricking, wondering which direction that might have come from. I would recognize that call anywhere, Belinda. I haven't seen her since that day when Laila gave birth to our two beautiful children, two years ago. It feels like just yesterday and it aches to know that she's still out there somewhere, that they could be out there somewhere, alive and not knowing who their father is. That part hurts the most since I wanted to be a big part of their lives. My first time as a father and I screwed it all up. I searched for them the minute it happened though. I searched until my paws bled and went numb. And then I kept searching. Of course I was searching for any links to the past. I looked for my pack but Solevion was no more. I looked for Belinda. I looked for Doe. I looked for anyone but everyone had already moved on. And so I did what I do best, wander alone. I hated every minute of it too. But finally I met up with a small group moving off to what they call New Moladian, the crater hole that takes up what used to be my home. I decided to go with them, sure that I might meet up with someone I know. I did happen to find Moonglow, daughter of Thunderbone and Boneclaw. I think she plans to rebuild the pack. I'm sad to think that our kind leaders are dead. Well, Boneclaw was very kind. Thunderbone kind of scared me. I'm glad to think of having a family again, a pack, but I fear more for the wolves I've come to know and care for, maybe even love. Doe was always a crush but I think she'll become a good friend if anything. Now Belinda and Laila, that will be a harder decision because there is something there between Belinda and I. Ever since that first time we met and played with the rabbit and crows, I can't get her out of my head and how upset she was when she found out that I had an imprint. And then again that day she was outside the den when Laila gave birth. That wasn't long before the metero strike. I think of her hurt expression and it makes me ache. I want to know if she's alright. And so I follow the call. Finally I make out a familiar figure and not able to help it, I rush over to her, not stopping until I'm wrapping my neck around her affectionately. Belinda! Thank the gods, you're okay. I inhale her sweet perfume before reluctantly letting go, stepping back to get a better look at you. How have you been? Are you here with your pack or did you get separated too? I looked everywhere for you... My eyes search hers hungrily, wanting to know how she's feeling, what she's thinking, anything she'll give me. Anything. |