The Missing

Shawchert Menue · 03-12-2011, 03:35 PM

This is dated for later in the morning on the 14th.

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WC: 538 OOC: Ok Let Sunny post before the other two com in kk? :3 then we will have a post order in any case ^^

Shawchert was having a good day, and he was heading out to go see his pups for the beginning of the day. He couldn’t help but go to visit them and he hoped his mate to be would be understandable, he knew that she was having a hard time with the whole thing. He was beyond himself torn to his children. He loved all three of them but he didn’t want his mate to have animosity towards him too. He hurried out of the house before giving Sky a loving hug. He came to the bookstore and gave it a knock, he didn’t hear the whine of the pups or Orin telling him off for knocking. He tried to open the door but it was locked. This worried him as Orin NEVER locked it. Looking in one of the windows he saw the ghastly sight of his son’s head in the middle of the room. He fell back, letting his breakfast come up, before he stood up again. What about the other puppies what about Orin? His heart went to his throat. He stood and found a boarded window pulling it out and slipped himself inside where he saw the sight was even worse than from a dirty old window that had been spared by the storm. He made himself hold whatever he’d eaten that morning in, knowing it was more important to find his daughters and Orin.

Orin?

He called, his voice weak, he hurried upstairs where he saw the boarded window that had been broken into, scattered over the floor, the scent of the pups were not up here, but Orin’s was fresh. He hurried downstairs, trying to keep his eyes off his son’s face, trying to find any survivors, but it seemed no one else was inside. Finding his way back outside, he found a trail that led him to the scene where both his son’s and Orin’s smells intermingled, both her and their son’s blood had been spilled here, where was she, where were the girls? What was going on? He ran back to the village as fast as he could, howling frantically for Skye, heading straight for his home. He couldn’t help but throw up again when he looked over at Orin’s home… where his son, the handsome boy who had been his was… what was left of him at least. He went inside before howling, or trying to as he was doing his best not to cry out in grief. He paced the inside of the house hoping that Skye wouldn’t take her time. He had to head out find Orin, or even the pups. He was worried, thinking they were all dead and the rest of the three scattered across Shaw’s territory? Where was he when this happened? How could he of all wolves let this happen? Guilt was creeping up on him, his thoughts stained with his son’s head, blank eyes and the blood.. and entrails everywhere… Orin and the girls were missing, and he knew she didn’t have anything to do with it, she just wasn’t that type of wolf…

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