10-21-2012, 10:32 AM
Einarr listened to the apology, it was not the young boy’s fault, and there was no need for it, but the grizzled male acknowledged the other’s words with a nod. It was strange that he had not thought about her in such a long while, perhaps not allowing himself to do so, not wishing to relive their last moments over and over again, there was little point in dwelling upon something he was unable to change and that only brought him sorrow. He said nothing more, only listening to Tremeraire’s parting words and watching him disappear off after his prey. The day was growing more mature, and Einarr still had a long journey back to his own pack’s lands.
Once Temeraire was out of sight, Einarr raised his muzzle and sniffed the air, his stomach growling in protest at a meal missed, but the grumblings were not too loud and at least he knew that there were caches at home. He began his walk towards Anathema, which turned to a lope, which turned to a run, allowing the here and now to cleanse the past’s memories from his mind.
Once Temeraire was out of sight, Einarr raised his muzzle and sniffed the air, his stomach growling in protest at a meal missed, but the grumblings were not too loud and at least he knew that there were caches at home. He began his walk towards Anathema, which turned to a lope, which turned to a run, allowing the here and now to cleanse the past’s memories from his mind.