This betrayal burns like fire

Anatoliy Russo · 01-01-2012, 09:33 PM

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AW to anyone in Salsola, but I would LOVE it if Liliya would join in.

The rumors were strong, and he could not for the life of him remember where he had heard it. No, he could. Anann told him. She had met with his sister, his only full blooded sister. She was here and she had not bothered to show her face to her brother. He had been worried sick about her and she had not dared to come tell him everything was alright. On top of that, Anann told her that she had come and rescued their mother from their familial village. He could hardly believe the things he was hearing. Rescue? Their mother could hardly have been a victim in their home town, and she could have easily left the place. Their father's family might have given her dirty glances and treated her worse than anyone else, but she was still family. Even if all her blood ties were gone, and then their father probably brought his woman to the family. Perhaps rescue was appropriate.

Yet, he could hardly think properly. Liliya was here, back to where he could see her again. She was his last tie to home, for he never saw Silas at all. And she lived so close to them, to the north of their new pack. Why had she not come to see him? To see Silas? Why was she not there to tell him her story. He was her full blood brother, but she did not see the need to tell him that she was alright. The betrayal burned in his heart, welling up more feelings from so long ago. Anatoliy remembered the feelings in his chest when he read the note from his sister, and then the one from his father. And then he remembered the feeling of loneliness and loss of family. He had been alone for so long, especially with Keese stealing Anann from him and her keeping her distance to keep him safe. Anatoliy no longer felt alone, and felt full of pride at his new home and his mate. But when she said finding Liliya in Salsola, the man was full of conflicted emotions.

Salsola was not a place of refuge. It was a place for liars, that much he had heard. He knew little else. But something had to be keeping his sister there. He had finally managed to settle as best as he could in the town hall with his woman, and managed to store his boat for the winter months with success. As much as he wanted to borrow Rem and take the stallion on a hard race to the Salsola borders, he knew the horse belonged with Anann. He ought to have taken the boat, for if she was anything like him, she would be on the coast. But for now, information would be good. He needed to know where his sister was and how she was faring. Anatoliy would spare her his lashing words until he saw her.

Now, standing at the border, he called out for assistance, his call rather fervent, though it was not as loud as it could have been. It echoed out away from him, making his senses twitch with mild trepidation. He did not want to know the worst, but he was still afraid for the confrontation; he did not know how his emotions would churn. Best the entire territory not know why he was here. He needed a single person, and if that person happened to be his sister, all the better. Granted that Anann had told him was that his sister was fine, yet he still wanted to know for certain with his own eyes. And while Anann had managed to keep him busy, he could no longer wait. Anatoliy's love of family called to his very core and he had to know if his beloved sister was alright, and if everything was well. If his mother was here, then he was truly going to be greatly relieved. He had missed her so much.

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