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Posted on February 23, 2014 at 09:15:40 PM by Moth
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I knew before he even turned around that he was not the image of my former mate. The brown in the coat was the first sign that I was looking for hope in places it left a long time ago. Of course, someone looking on this might take it as the grieving widow aching for a lost love but that time is past. I loved Faol'an and a part of me always will but no, the reason I called out for him instead of the only other male I know to have that same figure is because I could never hope to find my son in this kind of shape. I could never want to look upon a Holo in pain, a Holo with only three limbs, a Holo that I couldn't save from this miserable fate. And yet even as he turns, I know in my dented heart that it is Holo and not Faol'an and my heart breaks for him ebfore I even see the sadness of his eyes. His two toned eyes, the perfect mixture of his father and I. The scars upon his body have healed some but they still look angry and raw in some places, especially the missing leg. The wound to his soul and dignity though, that goes deeper than all the wounds and my mother's heart bends and breaks again and again just thinking about what he must have gone through, what he must still be going through now. No way could someone get over this in just a few short weeks. He was in his prime, he was a model of masculine authority, a prince charming any female would be honored to call their own. And yet he is, alone and carrying the wounds of a male three times his age just because of his kind heart and because of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. I know the first set of injuries was from him trying to help a ravaged soul. The other wolf turned on him instead of allowing him to help. Now it seems the worst of the worst of ravaged beasts found my boy and took what was left of his pride. A part of me wishes I could cut a cord and end Tobias' life right now for what he's done but I know that's not my place. He will find his vengeance, some day, somehow. I may not be a part of it but I will be with his killer in soul and in heart. I will be the voice inside his head telling him to end it, to bring this beast to justice. I watch with tears streaming down my face as Holo comes to me as only he can. He buries his head in my fur and I bring my neck down around his in a protective embrace automatically, my heart bursting at the seams. As he pulls back, I hear his voice, assuring me that its only him and my chest constricts with sobs of pain for him. As he pulls away to put some distance between us, my heart breaks all over again, my browne yes roaming over his tortured frame, taking in the entirety of the injuries inflicted upon him. His question draws my gaze back to him. He was the only male in his litter so he must be asking about younger siblings, ones that came after him. He must know about Maddox and Lucid but does he know of the newest batch? I blink in question before trying to answer. "They're well." I would say more but I can feel the eyes upon me and almost unbidden, I look away from my wounded son to the white male sitting not too far away. He seems to be just watching, almost like a guardian. His main focus is clearly on my son. I turn back to Holo, my hackles rising a little protectively. The male doesn't look like he intends harm but I'm sure he'll understand me behaving this way after seeing my son like this. "Do you know him?" |
Replies:
- I cannot believe my eyes - By HOLO. February 23, 2014 at 10:49:41 PM
Rising~●~Sun - By Coszcotl February 24, 2014 at 00:01:17 AM
{ The Rising Son } - By Solaris February 24, 2014 at 02:47:43 AM
&& if only I had wings - By Moth February 26, 2014 at 02:13:06 AM
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