Those who can't sacrifice anything, can never change anything
He was away from his pack, unaware that currently his home was being contested, that this adventure might be for nothing, but right now, he was unaware. He hadn’t heard the call for Orion, last thing he had been told by the black wolf was to go get some information, and Emil had an idea of two things he wished to accomplish on that front. Iromar was first. They declared Diveen enemies, and Emil still was uncertain to the reason. There was a lot he wanted to do, figure out and even change if he could. He didn’t really care that Iromar didn’t like them, but part of his task was to get information on them if he could. He didn’t mask his scent as he walked around the crags, instead he followed his nose, trying to pick up the strong musk of any Iromar wolf that might have passed through the nearby territory. It was raining pretty heavily though today. Scents were hard to follow, even if he picked one up here and there. He was sure it was even the opposite as well. A blessing and a curse.
Least it was day time. The last time he had been out at night he had saved two loners from a giant cougar, earning him the scar just before his eyes but still on the bridge of his muzzle. The slender lines were a testament to that day, but he got out easy compared to the slender dancer like male they had rescued. However, he was happy in Diveen now, he and his partner had made the land their home and even had a litter of pups he heard this spring. He was happy for them, happy that fate had him and Aurai come across them to help them fend off the beast. The roars in the night were slowly growing less and quiet, hopefully a sign that that problem would be solved if nothing else in the near future.
Still though, he had this task at hand now. His golden and russet figure dancing over the rocks with relative ease, his mind wandering to everything he needed to do. Glorall was his next step. He knew he had family there, at least one uncle he thought, Iromar he figured was devoid of any of his family else he figured they would rebel and have came home. He didn’t know he had an aunt there, or any cousins there, but the news wouldn’t have surprised him if he found out. His family after all had scattered far and wide after the death of his grandmother… It had hit them all hard and it was as if she was a anchoring figure of most of their lives that kept them all in Moladion.
He shook it from his mind again, trying instead to distract himself looking through the nice downpour of rain to see if he could make out any figures around through the haze. Nothing yet, but he was certain that didn’t mean no one was out here.
Emil No One’s White Knight - Star-Crossed with Aurai
Of Achilles & Vega with Atlas, Paravana, Sirius, Zarah & Sidriel |