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The Grotto
Disaster has struck!
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I will never forget those that I protected so long ago in Paracon. Hazard truly was an odd one but her carefree spirit was always missed. Risk was the very back bone of Paracon. Without him, I probably would have lost everything I hold dear. He went after my daughter Fathom when she tried to save her mother when she'd been stolen. Fathom always was such a stubborn child but she reminded me so much of myself. Stella, even though she was never my true blood, was always my daughter in my eyes. I think Fathom and she would have gotten along quiet well. Both so strong and independent. I recall when Risk found his imprint Scarlett, how utterly confused he was. Such fond memories of a life so long ago and yet in these days, it feels closer somehow. I sought the caverns out for sanctuary and solitude but I know other wolves often do the same. Usually if I avoid them, they make the time to avoid me as well so it works out. I haven't seen another wolf from my family since the young girl who laughed at my warnings found me. I never did find out her name or relation to me but I knew from the moment I smelled her perfume that she's somehow of my blood. I'm just about to remind Heyel of that time he brought me a leg bone to celebrate our first litters of children when I hear a voice that haunts my memories all the time. He calls my name and I spin my head to look for him but at first I see nothing but darkness. When I look back to ask Heyel if he saw anything, I note that my so called best friend has vanished, probably to get some fresh air and groom the ripples out of his coat. Snorting, I roll my eyes and turn back to looking for the voice. When I look up a little, I can just make out the white wolf on the small rise ad at first I believe it to be Heyel back to scold me some more but then I see that his eyes are not violet but gold, the gold of a friend I once knew. When he introduces himself, I can only blink in wonder at first, my ears flicking back in uncertainty. Could it truly be him? "Risk...but you left." I say it matter of factly. I feel no anger or resentment toward him for his decision. I know he lost a lot in the meteor shower and he needed to find purpose again. As he moves toward me, I shift my weight, a little uncomfortable since I don't like to come into contact with anyone I care about for fear I might turn on them. I note the submission in his stance and it only makes me more awkward. "I am no longer an alpha, Risk. Submission is no longer required." I mutter under my breath. I shrug at his words. "No one important." I answer and I swear I can feel his piercing glare on my back. I'm going to get a chewing out later by the oh holy white one, I'm sure. Devil May Cry.male.twenty two years.40in.195#.forever alone.father to many.loner |
Replies:
- ~ Risky Business ~ - By Risk July 8, 2015 at 10:14:39 AM
the life that once was - By DEVIL May Cry July 16, 2015 at 03:56:25 AM
~ Mind Over Matter ~ - By Risk July 21, 2015 at 01:48:24 PM
the life that once was - By DEVIL May Cry July 23, 2015 at 03:29:17 AM
~ Risky Business ~ - By Risk August 16, 2015 at 10:59:46 AM