My Boy
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OOC: Of course not, he may be what is needed to keep Falgar from pouncing on his own father O.o


WC: 500+

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If it would have been possible Falgar would have stiffened his body more at the male’s touch, but it was currently impossible as it was already at its limit. It was simply not possible for an illusion to touch him as when it happened it would dissolve in the wind. But this time it was definitely real. His mind was torn in giving in to the almost real sense of the wolf that was in front of him was actually his long lost father or some stranger that had been lucky to get his grubby paws on that personal information and for some reason wanted to finish the job that had been interrupted so long ago.


The story the ashen male was telling him simply seemed insane to him, but in a way he wanted to believe it, his heart desperately trying to clutch at the idea of this being real, and in the end it brought him more pain than anything else as with each passing moment the divided parts of his mind where pulling harder and harder as they pushed him on taking a decision.


His face kept jumping from one emotion to another, giving him a rugged and frustrated look at the battle that was currently taking place in him. He had tried a couple of times to mutter words but only shorts grasp for air came out. Until one single question came out

“And mother?”

he couldn’t quite form any other sentence not only out of the shock of his world being pretty much turned upside down and torn apart but also by the sudden appearance of the pack’s Patriarch scarred form right in front of his nose.


Out of instinct Falgar pulled himself some steps back just as his uneven ears pushed themselves against his skull. The once defensive position caused by the shock was suddenly dropped into a heavily submissive one. Once again the words found themselves stuck on his throat no matter how hard he tried to push them forward.


Part of him wanted to step forward and do something for his newfound father but the second and strongest one told him to stay put right on his place.

“It’s nothing Sir, it’s just that…”

he was finding it extremely hard to explain the current situation. It was must likely that the alpha had heard his enraged shouts and come to investigate. But if he had been already shocked moments ago he was double fold now. He had never had the alpha so close like this, the only time Falgar had seen him had been from a considerable distance while among other pack members. Green eyes kept switching between both males, not only wondering what were they to do but as well what was he to do to push the sickening feeling he was getting on his gut when he should be joyful of finding what he had searched for so much time ago and in some way he still held on to on this days.



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