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I wander away from Glorall, content to get some fresh air after all the new drama unfolding. A new alpha already and it feels like just yesterday that I brought Cobryn to the borders. I knew he needed somewhere to adjust and feel safe, somewhere safe and reliable. I thought Glorall was that place and as an added bonus, it houses water and a river which reminds me of Judila. It feels more like home than any of the other packs ever could and that's good enough for me. A good place to Cobryn's mind to grow and replenish. But now we have new alphas on the throne and tension in the air. There are alphas from other lands calling and I don't think it's just to welcome them to the neighborhood. I feel stiff and reluctant here and I don't like the feeling. It feels like Judila after Abraxus took over. So much hate, so much violence, so much talk of bloodshed. Luckily we never saw any because Cobryn ended up booting him off the throne and then the meteor came. I thank Cobryn every day for what he did for me and the pack. He would have been a great leader. I wonder idly what Jaidah's doing now. Does she still have Jumaji with her? Does he even remember his father? I know it would tear Cobryn's heart apart if he found yet another son who doesn't know he exists, who thinks he abandoned him. I hope one day that he can make things right with his children. I know that would help heal him more than anything. As I'm thinking, I wander into the eastern crater, following the river from Glorall because the sound is soothing and helps me think. I stay under the protective canopy of the trees overhead, letting them shield me from the glorious sun. Spring is back and I welcome the warmth and the promise of new life. I have yet to carry new life within me but perhaps sometime in the future if that's ever possible, if someone could see themselves with me that long. Cobryn comes to mind, of course. I love him with every fiber in my being and I know that he loves me but is it the same? How can he truly love me when his mind's still so shattered? I don't want to take advantage of it so I leave the subject alone but I know that I'm his completely. Hearing the sounds of someone panting, I peek around some trees and find none other than Sulan. What's he doing? I watch him spar with himself before he stills, pain showing on his handsome features. I frown, a soft concern on my own face as I step into the light where he can see me. My tail wags, my eyes soft and friendly. Hey, you look like crap. Need anything? Blunt and helpful, that's me. I tilt my head, taking in his wounds. They don't look too serious but I'm sure they're painful. |