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10.07.2012 . 2pm . northeastern borders . optime form
anyone is welcome, saul's all >:| about coli's attack!
Saul Lupus is by Alaine!
'Anger' didn't really describe how he felt. Not at all. The all consuming rage and fear that he'd felt only a handful of times in his life was not dissipating and it was beginning to make the young Virding feel terribly sick. The stomach churning and utter helplessness of the situation was a bad combination and it did nothing for the male's peace of mind. It was all he ever wanted in his life- to protect his family, to keep them safe. He was a constant worrier, with a bad overactive imagination that allowed him to picture all sorts of horrible scenarios. It did nothing to save Colibri the pain and humiliation of being attacked. His body shook as another wave of anger swept through him. She was family- she may not be blood, but she was part of this pack and more than that, she was family in all ways.
The recent events that had happened so close to his own doorstep had caused Saul to forsake his home for the past two nights. He hadn't been able to sleep or relax and he'd taken his tension out on the borders. Ruthless guarding had never really been needed before, but he was a paranoid male at the best of times. Marking, remarking, howling, pacing. These activities blurred together in a collage of movement and anger. His mind refused to shut off and his attempt at sleep last night had been a pitiful two hours lying on his bed. He'd wanted to go to Lilin, but he wasn't certain how she would take him- paranoid, anxious, angry and irritable.
Despite his drooping eyelids and painful body, Saul had risen earlier and bathed, feeling the cool water soothe his tired muscles. His patrol this morning had been focused on the eastern borders, sweeping from the shoreline and up through the forest, hugging close to the harbour. The hottest part of his day had been spent up by the Grand Lake and this was where he remained for the moment, lapping at the water and being unable to stop angry green eyes from sweeping the horizon.
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