staring at the wayside

Ehno Marino · 03-04-2011, 09:47 PM

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<333 Forward dated to tomorrow. wc:323

The sun was beginning its descent toward the horizon when Ehno finally made his way back to Haven manor. The Marino had been on high alert ever since he learned of the altercation between his sibling and an individual who had recently joined their ranks. The mere thought of it caused the Marino's hair to stand on end and summon the ghost of a growl to his throat. Who would be ungrateful enough to bring violence upon those who gave them shelter, a home? The details of the situation were few and vague at best, but the chocolate-furred male knew he would learn more when the time came. His dear sister needed her rest, and in the meantime he would stand sentinel for the Dreamers, keeping a wary eye out for more trouble. Thankfully, the afternoon had held no trouble for them, and the quiet hours worked well to calm his tense muscles and frantic thoughts.

Four paws carried him up the front steps of the Dreamers' communal home, and he nudged at the handle of the door with his muzzle to let himself inside. Hunger gnawed at his belly, but he ignored it for the time being, his mind already focused on his next move. He traversed through the familiar halls of the manor, taking note of the solemn quietude that had taken root within their walls. His footsteps slowed as he approached the room his sibling had claimed, unconsciously softening the pattering of his feet upon the wooden floors. The door was most of the way closed, and Ehno nudged it forward as gently as he could. He stepped part of the way in the room, amber gaze immediately darting to where Savina lay resting. The sight of his sister in such a wounded state caused an ache to bloom in his chest. "Oh, Savi..." he whispered to himself, ears folding back against his head as he watched her resting form.

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