Rage was the only thing left inside him when Fearghas stole her away. It had taken him a year to find Tauri again and yet again she was gone! There were so many things left unsaid between the two of them. He had so many things to tell her! He wanted to get back where they used to be. When they were younger in love. Everything changed once that damned Requiem told Tauri he was her father. Torsten was determined to bring their relationship back to normal. Once he found Tauri again he would show her why they belonged together. They would all be together again. Him, Tauri, and their daughter Torvi. He had barely gotten to even see Torvi since she was very young and a girl deserves her father. Tauri should understand that better than anyone.
Torsten began to search for his family. He searched all over the Lagoon (he found nothing of course), the meadow, the falls, and even took a look in the Inlet. It was good to see his homeland again, but he didn’t think he could ever live there again. Not without Warsaw and not without Tauri. He could not find any trace of them so he assumes Fearghas had them in his home. Problem was, Torsten had no idea where that was. Today he decides he would go searching for her again just as the Lagoon goes up in flames. The end of his relative’s reign was here and he wasn’t sure he wanted to be apart of a brotherhood without his trusted Boss. Cullen was family. Cullen had his back before and took the side on others in the Lagoon when herd stallions came calling for him. Torsten did not know what to expect of the shift in power. Would Fearghas return? If he did…Torsten would end him for what he has done.
The red pangare Fjord leaves the Lagoon behind (for now) and travels just to the edge of the commons. Her scent was overpowering on the wind. Instantly his brown eyes find her sticking out like a sore thumb. A scream sounds from his red lips as the stallion charges her way. This time there would be no time wasted. He was determined to get something to make her stick around. Something to teach her a lesson for leaving and something that made his claim on her obvious. Torsten has never intended to physically hurt his mate, but if she fought back, he would have no choice. The young stallion nips and bites, kicks if he must, to make his way to her rump. If shouldn’t be hard to guess what he was after.
The stallion says nothing as he manages to get on top of her. She would know it was all too late. Tauri would always be his and he would always be hers. ”It will all be okay,” he whispers.
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