SoSuWriMo 431
Haven's mood had been on a steep roller coaster between highs and lows for the past handful of days. He hadn't thought that anything would be able to dampen his excitement when he was about to become a father, but something he had never imagined would happen had come out of the blue and smacked him full across the face. Heath and Ruri, two of his closest friends, had packed up their little family and left the lands. It affected the Aatte male deeply and left an aching in his chest that nothing seemed to be able to alleviate. The coywolf had been his best friend for so long, nearly more of a brother. Haven had thought that would both live out the rest of their days here. They had found their partners, started families. Then it had all fallen apart. All because of some supposed news about their traitor ex-King. There were no fond feelings left in the Knight for Jacquez and this only made his anger towards the man deepen.
It was not a very nice day out, so Haven had decided to give himself and Drogon the day off from checking the borders. He had woken up in one of his melancholy moods and honestly had not felt the slightest desire to leave the house. The Knight had spent some time reading, trying to distract his mind from darker thoughts, but when that failed he had turned to his guitar. Princess was resting in their bedroom and so he only stroked the strings of the instrument softly and without much purpose making his fingers work. Jade eyes stared off into space as a kind of comforting nothingness came to fill him up. It wasn't great, but it was certainly better than the ache.
The yip was not expected, and it made the man jump, hand inadvertently slapping against the hollow wood of the stringed instrument. Eyes shocked back into focus and he looked with confusion towards the front door. What had that been? Soon a low howl rose from the same voice though and recognition came to the Aatte, but he was no less surprised. Haven rose from the couch and walked over to the door, opening it up. Sure enough, there stood his little brother. Well, little really wasn't a word to describe Alder any longer, unless used ironically. "Alder. What are you doing here?" he asked first before shaking his head to clear his scrambled thoughts. "I'm sorry, you surprised me. Please, come in." Haven opened the door wider to allow the large built male through.
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