Breaking the Nerves

[Conor Soul]

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The voice of the stranger held youth in it. It was not a wonderful day to spend outside after all. As the day had developed and started to ripen, the unkind wind had picked up, sending whirling amounts of clustered snow crystals into his face. Still, this was not enough reason to turn from a summon by the borders, and the alpha was nearby anyway, so why not? The male could not find it in him to turn and move back into the shelter of his home as long as he did not know where Range was. Gideon was the child’s caretaker, but blood connected the two and was thicker than anything. The autumn hued form quickly approached the borders, and did not have to search for long before lavender hued gaze settled on the young form of a stranger male.

Pupils dilated somewhat as they reached the area where a hind leg should be. ”I’m Conor, alpha of Dahlia de Mai,” he spoke, craning his neck slightly as the harsh breeze continued to whip against his cinnamon and caramel shaded lupus form. ”What do you need?” The boy seemed like he was in need of shelter, but so did everyone spending time outside in the worsening weather. Eyes returned to the boy’s face; took in eyes of a unique, vivid orange. He did not wish to pity the boy prematurely because of that obvious handicap. It was his experience that struggling creatures often turned out strongest.