He was angry, disgusted with himself, and humiliated. But, there was no use dwelling on it, and after having being comforted by Vesper, he was feeling much better. The damage had been done and there was nowhere to go but up now. Still, he felt the need to regain some of his pride, some of his power, and he knew just how to do it. There was one individual who’s actions had been plaguing his mind and it was about time he did something about it.
He was following the Hastati’s scent through the lands, his brother seemed to take to scouting the borders a lot. Made sense, with how anti-social he had become and how others irritated him so. Columbine had become so unpleasant, so dark, and no he even had threatened Jacinto and his new mate with violence. For what reason? What was Columbine so angry about, and how could he not see the entrance of Omni into their family as a good thing? So Helotes was seeking out his ward and older brother, to knock some sense into him.
It did not take him long to track him, even with the weather turning for the worse, and cold rain beginning to fall. The wind picked up as well, whipping Helotes dark, thick fur like blades of grass in a field. He was close, he could smell in the near tree line. Helotes face was dark, a curved like marring his forehead. He gave out a high pitched bark, alerting his brother to come and speak with him.
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