Sure, that makes sense!
She didn’t want to admit it, but the soft smile and wag of the tail from the boy brought her a sort of fondness. She knew better than most that it was a dangerous thing to possess for another. She’d had it for Anna and it had crumbled beneath her paws. She’d had it for another, long ago…
But Nero was not Anna. He was not from her past. Still, reluctance clouded the warrior’s mind. Reluctance and a great deal of guarded emotions, protected by a wall of ice she had built so well herself. She liked to think that no one could get past it, though that wasn’t the complete truth. Damien had. Anna had. She had gone soft, but that needed to change now more than ever. She wasn’t living in a paradise in the mountains anymore. She was headed North where the cold was just as biting as the wolves who lived there. The North was no place for the weak, only a place where the strongest survived.
He was already here when I arrived,
They had since distanced themselves from the stranger who didn’t seem like much of a threat anyways. That wasn’t what Astred was focusing on at the moment, not when Nero’s speech harbored a shielded pain. “You’re hurt.” The warrioress wasted no time addressing. She hadn’t noticed before, but the gash on the side of Nero’s face was quite demanding of attention now that the prospect of a hostile stranger was behind them.
Her mind was already spinning, conjuring ways she could get Nero to follow her back to where her comrades rested. There, Daniel and Marceline could hopefully patch him up. She hadn’t forgotten what the former Cleric had done for her when she’d gotten attacked by an angry badger so many months ago. The scar would remain with her, hidden under her fur, as a reminder of who she had once been and who she was now. Harder. Stronger. Smarter.
Nero told her of Kyra and Saelys, his sisters from what Astred could remember. For the most part, he’d said. Did that mean that the glade was not completely safe for the boy? She doubted anywhere was. With his hard determination and the cunning mind that both him and Kyra seemed to master, any menacing stranger that approached them would be no match for their fury.
I thought you and Relic lived in the mountains.
He still did. Her face hardened slightly at the mention of her former Chieftain. It was still somewhat of a sore topic; something she didn’t like to reminisce. The choice she’d made had destroyed bonds she’d formed with wolves over months of service, but it had also opened a road of opportunity. Opportunity to explore the world with her mate at her side and to conquer whatever challenges awaited. Right now, that was finding a new home.
“He is not. I… made the decision to leave the Covenant. My family was not happy there, so now we travel together, hoping to find a new home.”
Somewhere North. Somewhere safe. Somewhere where no wolf could ever hurt any of them ever again.
Jul 31, 2018 01:40 PM — Post #7
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