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Cypress · 10-10-2011, 12:27 PM

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With each passing day that come and gone without the warmth of his mother’s presence Cypress had become more and more restless. His body had become even leaner as the weeks had passed. Muscles had become toned from the near constant border patrols and countless hunts despite a decrease in his own appetite and while he overall he had grown leaner and thinner, his shoulders had grown wider and more defined. His body shedding its appearance of adolescences.

The morning air was brisk and the birds that had not already started their migrations had yet to wake. Leave the forest eerily silent as the predator stalked through the trees, looking for his morning meal before the sun had even managed to creep over the edge of the horizon. It’s faint glow only beginning to leak into the darkness of the sky.

By the time the fingers of the sun’s light could be seen drifting through the forest canopy, Cypress’ hunt had taken him a fair distance from the manor. He was hot on the fresh scent trail of a rabbit when the call broke through the still morning air, bring the young man to an abrupt halt and his heart stopped in his chest. He knew that voice and his heart hammered in his chest once it resumed its beating. The scent trail instantly forgotten as dark paws carried him as swiftly as possible in the direct of the call.

Mother!

The call had not been far at all from where he had been hunting and he slowed as the horse came into view his mother’s form slumped over on it’s back. He held back the urge to rush forward and call out for her, instead urging his body into the change as quickly as he could manage, he rose carefully to two legs and approach cautiously not wanting to startle the horse. ”Easy now.” he cooed softly to the horse. ”Mother! Mother, are you okay?” His hand resting gently on her shoulder as he came to stand beside the horse his other hand on it’s neck. Concern flooding his blue eyes. When he had first spotted her he had been so relieved just to have found her that her injuries had not yet registered with him. But now they were too bold to miss and his heart broke at the sight of her and his rage boiled for what they had done to her. The fur of her neck and limbs was gone and skin irritated and raw. That was just the worst of what he could see. Who knew what other injuries littered her pelt. ”Come now, lets get you home.” he said as he gently tried to coax her from the back of the horse and into his arms. "I've got you, Mother. Your safe."

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