LEVIi will be your wings Levi moved smoothly along the border, his eyes trained for both prey and the possibility of an intruder. His soul is beside him, his eyes not having to look to know as he can feel their bond, the one that eases him so, quells the unrest in him. Tuari filled so many holes in him he had never known were there, and now he could not think of life without her by his side. She was his entire universe and he would do anything she asked him to, be anything she needed him to be. He had also given her something nobody had ever been able to gain from him, his complete and utter trust, trusting her with his life if it ever fell into her paws.
As he moves, something catches his attention: a scent upon the breeze. It is faint and he has to stop, lifting his head to the sky as the wind continued to carry it to him. Immediately it tugs upon his memories and pulls up emotions he had buried away so long ago. His body is tense as he stands there, icy blue eyes widening in utter disbelief. Tuari may not be able to smell it, and even if she could she would have no clue just what was so important about it to Levi. Nobody would know, but Levi could never forget it: his mother.
She had been gone for so long, giving birth to some younger siblings and then disappearing completely with out a single word of where she was going. Levi had always held mixed emotions about her, part of him unconditionally loving her, but another part feeling scorned by her, for leaving, for favoring his sisters ever since he was little. It is a storm in him, of emotions that can be seen swirling in his eyes, something new as his eyes were always so well guarded. He turns to Tuari, his face is is contorted into something along the lines of pain and emotions he can't pin point. "Follow me," he says, his voice not a demand or command but something else as he pauses. "Please," it is desperate, a plea. His tone was something she would have never heard before, the sound almost heart breaking.
In an instant, he turns and takes of running, following the scent and knowing Tuari would be able to keep up. Blue eyes flash all around through the trees, searching for her, for the mother that had left him so very long ago. When he spots her familiar coloration through the trees, one that he had inherited himself, he comes to a skidding halt. There is disbelief on his face as he stands there, staring at what seemed like a ghost to him. It couldn't be possible she returned, but here she was, standing before him after all these years. And then the anger took over, his features hardening back to their usual cold outward appearance: she had abandoned him.
"Mother," he says, his voice deep and holding no true emotion, seeming so cold and empty. He waits for her to look at him, to see her son for the first time in years. He had grown so much from the pup she had left, still not overly tall but having filled out with muscle. The feature that would strike her the most would be the scars that ran down his face, from his fight with Tick Tock. He can feel Tuari's presence and he feeds off it, using it to keep himself strong as he internally fights with himself. Part of him wants to yell, to tell her of how broken she had left him, but another part wanted to run to her, to embrace her and let her know that despite everything he still loved her. For now he stands still as a statue, waiting and watching her with cold blue eyes to see what she will do, to see her son for the first time in years with a strange female by his side.
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