08-20-2008, 04:59 PM
DaVinci's mind was a whirl of twisted emotions. He'd left his kid sister curled up inside the hammock as he'd departed the packlands she belonged to and made his way slowly off and about. There were things on his mind he had to come to accept, faces he'd have to find once more and awknowledge. His mother was one of the ones he wasn't ready to face, not with the truth that boiled his blood and set him on edge. He'd been wandering along the outskirts of that pack's lands trying to get up the nerve to seek out the Matriarch. Firefly didn't even know where he had gone or what was on his mind... but he needed to talk to someone.. and he didn't know where to turn or who to turn to. He'd never been a father(not that he knew of) and he didn't know a damn thing about the changes that women underwent when there were puppies to be brought into the world.. but he knew one thing, Firefly was a mere child herself and he feared for the girl.
His paws had brought him farther away from the edge of Phoenix Valley than he'd thought but he didn't mind, approaching the matriarch of the family now was possibly dangerous with his flaring temper and her stubborn nature.. atleast with the dreaded news he carried. The scent of another caught his attention and made him snap back to reality as he realized that he'd almost crashed into a small camp someone had seemed to have made in the ferns nestled along the streambed. He quietly watched the woman before him before he spoke, his deep voice rumbling, "You'd make better to be more careful about your person.." his words serious and grave, just like the thoughts on his mind.
His paws had brought him farther away from the edge of Phoenix Valley than he'd thought but he didn't mind, approaching the matriarch of the family now was possibly dangerous with his flaring temper and her stubborn nature.. atleast with the dreaded news he carried. The scent of another caught his attention and made him snap back to reality as he realized that he'd almost crashed into a small camp someone had seemed to have made in the ferns nestled along the streambed. He quietly watched the woman before him before he spoke, his deep voice rumbling, "You'd make better to be more careful about your person.." his words serious and grave, just like the thoughts on his mind.