When Palaydrian and Jiva had come to Zalen with the sudden and unexpected news of their decision to leave Zalen had felt his heart break, especially so soon after Lena had come to him asking for his blessing to leave as well. He understood things had been difficult for them lately; things had been difficult for everyone, so their choice to leave left him somewhat wanting. But he could not deny their hearts desire to seek out a new home, perhaps one where their more human nature could shine and their adopted kit would not be looked down upon. He understood they were doing what was best for their small family, and he could not blame them for that.
Palaydrian’s goodbye call lured him out from the den, where he had been moping. He trotted briskly to the borders, and strode up beside Tharin and Ciara just as his newly appointed Beta let out a goodbye howl of his own. Zalen did not rush down to Jiva and Drin as Adonia did, but his olive eyes watched full of sadness as the future mother of his children bade the woman who had been so venomous to her goodbye. Adonia amazed Zalen, that she could be so caring for someone who had a low opinion of her. The dark Alpha let out a sigh and sat back on ebony haunches, an ear flicking over to Ciara as she barked at them as if to say “good riddance” and scoffed. This was a tragic event… things had been tragic in New Dawn as of late.
Zalen lifted his head and let out a long, sorrowful and booming call; “Goodbye brother, goodbye sister. Let your paws carry you swiftly to your dreams.” It said. Though he knew Jiva, Palaydrian and Lena were going to be safe in Vinatta, it was almost as if they were dying in a sense. It frightened him, though he would never admit it. As he watched them depart, he remembered the first time he had met Jiva; they had fought a cougar together; Jiva had saved his life. And when Palaydrian had first come, she was injured and afraid but soon blossomed into a cheerful and wonderful woman. The two of them now were like wilted flowers in New Dawn; it was best that they seek out new, fertile grounds.
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