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.

Saul Lupus is by Alaine!

The refreshing water didn't seem to really compute with the male. It was rare, incredibly so, for him to be this mad, this stoic and unreachable. Green eyes, usually alive and dancing, were hardened glints of emerald, unmoveable. The sheer rage that welled in him every time he thought about poor Coli, the mental image of her curled up in Lilin fresh and vivid in his mind, made his body tremble. No amount of running could alleviate the thoughts either and it was frustrating that his most trusted and easiest coping mechanism was not working. The young male straightened out of his awkward position, rolling his neck and shoulders to get rid of some of the tension there.


He was about to continue on, knowing that he was going against Lilin's command. He should have been out here with someone, he should have recruited someone to help him. But he'd been in such a bad mood, and he knew Niernan and Bran had run most of the night. He didn't want to disturb anyone else, so he'd come out here alone knowing Lilin would probably have a fit if she found him out here. So poised and alert, he couldn't mistake the sound of approaching footsteps, and the loud thump they made informed him that the approaching member was Fritz, the largest member of Vinátta.


Good afternoon Fritz. I can see nothing wrong out here. Saul answered automatically to the males question, before actually looking over at the white and black male. He was a little surprised to see the male trussed up in weaponry and he gave a soft snort as he looked at his Risna. Going anywhere? He asked, a wry smile tugging his lips before he turned back to the horizon, his anger still evident in his tone and posture.

Saul Lupus is by Alaine!

The young leader was perhaps glad that the canine who chose to join him was a quiet one. Niernan and Bran were very versatile- they could switch from playful to protective and silent. He knew that they understood the situation very well, but they were also very involved. Niernan knew Coli well and Bran was fond of the female. Fritz, on the other hand, was new to the pack and hadn't yet integrated himself or his mate properly. There was loyalty there though, a willingness to help. He'd seen it three days ago, when Fritz had appeared for just a few short moments before he'd left again, on the trail of Coli's attacker. Fritz may not have known their fallen comrade, but he'd gone anyway.


He caught the nod his Risna gave, cinnamon backed ears flickered and twitched, catching the words that came from the giant males mouth. He nodded, green eyes still hard on the horizon. You wouldn't have to wait long before you knew if that changed, we all want his blood... Saul offered, the steel in his voice an unusual flavour to his words. He couldn't be amiable about this- his anger was too great to overcome and there was no forgiveness in his posture. He would tear that dog apart if he ever saw him. His question to Fritz, tinged with the slightest of amusement, was answered and Saul turned, eyebrows raised in surprise.


He'd heard about split personalities, but he didn't think he'd ever met one in Nova Scotia. It would perhaps make this hunt harder- if this dog truly had no control over this condition, there was no way they could separate 'Toby' from 'Fang'- if there was merit to the males convictions then it was clear it had been 'Fang' who had attacked Coli. Green eyes were flickering back and forth, searching his thoughts blindly. He could send Fritz after the dog- the male himself had said that he didn't plan on attacking unless necessary.


We can't be certain it was him... until we can talk to him. You'd bring him back here? Do you know if there is any way we can get Fang instead of Toby? If he really does have a split personality, Toby is innocent in this..."


His logical response was really nothing compared to the emotions flaring in him. Perhaps Fritz returned with the dog and they found a way of speaking to Fang. They could gain some retribution for Coli.

Saul Lupus is by Alaine!

Their quiet conversation had been an enlightening one at best and Saul was at least a little grateful that Fritz had found him with his concerns. Saul always felt as though there were those on the outskirts of the pack, less involved and he was pleased that the male was making an effort. Of course, Fritz' current participation now included hunting down an attacker, but it showed the mans willingness to protect, which in itself was an admirable trait. The dogs next words caused a grateful smile over his lips and Saul nodded, turning to look at him. I appreciate your willingness to protect our home Fritz. He stated simply, one creamy paw aiming to touch the mans shoulder, perhaps giving a small squeeze in appreciation.


The two fell silent for a moment, before the sombre atmosphere continued and Fritz shared his thoughts. Saul had faith in the giant, that he would bring Toby or Fang back to them. His idea caused Saul's stomach to flip, his spine straightening slightly. He didn't like the idea, but he really could see no other way of doing it. With a sigh, he nodded softly. We're going to have to think of a way to do it safely- perhaps when you return we'll be able to devise some kind of plan. I don't want to put anyone in danger... but we need a way to talk to Fang and not Toby. Saul offered, running a weary hand over his face. He turned then, a serious expression on his face. Good luck on your journey, don't get hurt and return safely. We'll be waiting for you, if you do bring him back. He gave his Risna another serious smile, before turning and walking back to Jordheim, his mind turning over and over on all that had happened.