[/html]Molochai had given up on Kaena. Disappearing into the night to wherever murderers go. He hadn't the strength to follow her again, not to just be given up on for another male and another litter. Instead the messenger had set back towards his birth lands in hopes of meeting back up with his siblings and maybe starting a new life. He wouldn't let someone lead the way any longer; he was his own being and had his own mind. No more playing babysitter, no more helping. Just time for Molochai. Traveling had proved easy until the smoke began to cloud the sky, lighting the clouds with flames and flickering. He had been half-way through the mountains when the real signs of danger began to change his mind. Bleeding Souls was on fire. His birth lands were on fire. Memories going up in a blaze of smoke and heat. Needless to say he reconsidered.
Tracing the way back, noticing forms moving this way and that, he began to hear the different cries and howls of those that had taken refuge away from the flames. Coyotes, wolves, hybrids and surely other animals were all scattered and trying to regroup with their family and friends. Molochai had wanted to do the same even before he found the fire. Fate it seemed for the first time was helping him. One form that had flashed by him earlier only now began to become familiar. Gabriel. His brother had always been a strong one and it didn't surprise him that he would survive. Made him wonder how many of the large clan would survive the flames. He hoped, despite his hatred at times for some of them that they all made it.
Following his brother's scent and gathering near the edge of a small group within the cave (none of which he recognized) he settled in his Secui form, gold stare eying the others with a kind of suspicion that surely only a Lykoi could muster. They were alive, more than he could say for some.
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