i'll spread my wings

[Conor Soul]

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As the call for friends and family rose invisibly against the tall sky, Conor was struck with regret. He had not been of much assistance as Saul had worked to make a home for himself, and he was not happy about it. Conor should have been one of the strongest supporters in this, but instead he had vanished from the house every day, sought to the borders and spent a great amount of time in solitude rather than with those who were part of his Dahlian family. But he was afraid that they would finally be able to spot the change. Everything was not all right, but when in company, he did his best to fool himself to think differently. His life was a bright one, and today was a day for celebration of the young male’s summon meant what Conor thought it did.

He was not well, but there was no chance he would turn away from the invitation. No more failing today.

The golden alpha arrived just after Gideon, and admired the work that Saul had put down into his project. How such a young canine could have managed to complete this. Very impressive indeed. Siku was already there, and even the alpha’s worn face had to bring up a smile as he saw the two. Interesting. But he said nothing, though could not remove the playful curl dominating his lips. ”Not bad at all,” Two fingers added pressure to right temple for a moment, and then fell. This was no common headache. He needed sleep. Always. ”Did we arrive at a bad time, perhaps?” It seemed that he couldn’t resist after all, and he even added a wink at the pale female and the young, earthen hued male.