Bree was hesitant to seek her family, but she gathered her courage to find Eyja and Korsteel. Her nose against the ground, she could smell her mother’s scent lingering on the rocky landscape at the falls. Petite paws carefully scoured over the rocks, until her pale gaze spotted a small opening where Eyja’s scent was strongest. There was something else about the location- there were other scents that she did not recognize. Her nose twitched as she lifted it from the damp ground.
Her body was suddenly frozen in place as she gawked at the den for what felt like hours. The area was completely silent except for the sound of the crashing waterfall. The worst part was that Korsteel’s scent was so faded in the area. Her chest grew tighter at that realization, causing her to hesitate further. Tears threatened to fill her eyes, but her powerful will kept them from ever forming.
Bree let out a couple of soft barks followed by a soft, distraught howl to call Eyja and Korsteel to her. Maybe they were not even here at the moment. Were the pups currently in the den, or were they wandering around somewhere? They couldn’t be that old, could they? Bree did not expect Castor to answer her call. He never did, not even before she left the territory for months when she had desperately called to anyone around. It would be better not to see his face- for his sake.
A ball of angst, sorrow, and fury she had become. A whirl of emotions that she was unable to regulate or begin to understand. A ticking time bomb.
Her call ended, and she wondered who would answer her this time. Curious about her new siblings, she watched the den anxiously.
Dec 29, 2017 09:21 AM
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