He had spoken to Soran the night before, and been informed that his mother had gone missing seemingly before the hurricane. He made his way into New Dawn, knowing he was allowed to visit his family. Fayne was pregnant, and Sky and the pups were here as well. Myrddin had chosen to stay home this visit, preferring to continue attempting to salvage whatever he could from the ruins of their house. The pale healer shuddered as the overwhelming feeling of being trapped rose up in him again. The memories were vivid enough to make him feel ill.
He stopped not far from the borders, and sent up a howl, requesting his family, specifically his ex-mate or his brother. He wanted to hear from them what was going on, wanted to hear how his family here had survived the hurricane. He fidgeted impatiently, running his fingers through his perpetually messy mane. Where he had stopped was a decent enough sized clearing. Even the press of trees made him feel ill at times. Claustrophobia. Not a fear he'd needed, but nonetheless something learned in his time trapped in the ruins of his house.
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