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THREE | SEN & HUSH | NO HEART | NO SOUL | OF NOWHERE

Spring. It's appearance means another year has come and gone. Another year in where his life has not really changed. He had come home but done nothing since that day he had met his father once again. It is hard to go from solitude to company, though he yearns to be near his blood. To be surrounded by the comfort he can only imagine they will bring him. He is in his last phase before adulthood, his body almost finished yet leaving room for slight adjustments. He does not know how to feel about the changes, he is still the same despite the shift in appearance. Will they know him, remember him? Will he know them? The doubt and uncertainty that seems to cling in his thoughts does not derail him for it is his heart that can no longer take the separation. He needed them, wanted to become a part of them after spending most of his time away from them. As he lays there on his back, surrounded by towering trees. Bright violet eyes catching the glimpses of clouds as the pass through the limbs. As a dark brown paw extends to try and touch them as they pass. With a heavy sigh he moves, rolling over as he is quick to stand. Shaking to rid the earthen debris from golden hued coat, taking one last stuttering breath as he heads towards the center of Taviora, hoping to find what he seeks.

As he seems to glide along the land he cannot help but to try and remember his family, he is still unsure of how he had been separated from them but that lapse has prevented him from remembering their faces. Sen, his father is much clearer than the rest since he had seen him upon his return. But what about the rest? His mother? His siblings? Did he have siblings?.. For a brief moment his mind throws the image of a female, one he shared the womb with yet he cannot even remember her name. That thought causes his head to hang low, ashamed that he has forgotten so much. As violet eyes watch the earth pass below his feet, drawing him ever nearer to where he had last seen his father.

When he had briefly left Taviora to venture and discover his homeland, trekking along the fields and coming upon the elk which had fallen into the frigid waters. He had intended to join in on the feast but two scents had caused him to pause and freeze. They had been familiar yet unknown, but enough to make him attempt to seek them out. But he had lost the trail amongst the crowd and had returned instead. Perhaps it was that incident that drives him now, wondering if they had searched for him too.

Soon does his pace slow until he comes to a stop amongst the more common ground of Taviora, bright eyes lingering and searching even without knowing those he seeks. Ears alert and high as they twitch and turn listening to those around him. Few seem to mull around, intent on whatever they are occupied with but none of them throw his instincts alight. For a moment his heart aches, knowing it would have not been this easy to find them could it? Were they even here? Maybe father would know? As he swallows the lump in his throat, tilting his head back as he once again finds the clouds before a somber yet timid howl seems to work it's way out. It's purpose is not to go far, just within distance in case his family were near. He does not want to draw attention to himself and quickly allows the melody to die out before lowering his head with a slight blush, hoping no one was gawking at him. For his melody had been hopeful and yet lost. As his heart begins to pound in his chest he waits with uncertainty, wondering if this was all in vain for the little child within who wanted nothing more than to find his family.

Calyx

I WON'T GIVE UP ON US