He felt his heart’s pace quicken for a moment as his sire’s call travelled through the lands of Dahlia de Mai like a gush of a particularly cold wind. The boy knew not of the change that had happened in complete silence. He felt reluctance as he slowly started to draw towards the city square of Dahlia, but this was not a new sensation. His father would always cause negativity to feast and grow strong. It was not rare that it was the Lilium that called out for a gathering with the Rosea ready by his side – still the superior. The boy with the lavender gaze turned it back over his shoulder towards the Caretaker’s cabin, wondering if he would be able to walk together with the latte Koios woman to the meeting. He saw no sign of life – figured that even if she was attenting the meeting she’d rather go alone than to go with him. Sadness brushed through his fur like the feeble touch of a dying lover, but this was his reality and it could not be changed. At least he had tried.
The moment Alexey’s cottage was out of sight the boy sped up significantly – never a fan of being late for a call. Mind traced back and he realized that this would probably be his first proper pack meeting. He dimly remembered a gathering from when he had been very young, but the images were blurry and the atmosphere had been light and cheery. The young male’s whole figure fell when he entered the clearing and Haku Soul was sitting alone under one of the yet to be completely stripped trees. If you couldn’t change it you just had to stand it. The boy’s body spoke of submission as he gave a short nod to the wolf he believed still to be Lilium. Lilac gaze travelled to find a suitable spot – not too far away from his father, but there was no way he would want to sit next to the bastard either.
There was more than enough space, and so he allowed some distance to fall in-between him and his chocolate father. The spot provided little shield from the falling rain, but Conor preferred it that way. He wanted the raindrops to run through his fur; wanted them to mimic the unseen tears of his suffering heart.
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