10-06-2008, 06:50 PM
The wayward child of the Matriarch had come trampsing back to his mother's lands, though there was little or no real reason. He knew that Firefly had finally made her way back to Dahlai de Mai's lands and that his mother wasn't expecting him. Normally he would have respected a pack's borders, but when it came to his own mother and the things she nutured he wasn't so well behaved. Once in his young mind he'd had a notion to end the silver and gold woman's life for the injustices she'd placed upon him, after a year afar from her world he tolerated her with the same forced respect she passed off to him. They'd both wronged one another and neither would say they were sorry, but in the end atleast there was a peace of types between mother and child.
The steele hued male had been sitting along the edge of the small villa that spread out along the twin lakes. He'd more than just passed up boundries, he'd invaded right to the heart and soul of the lands, but what was anyone really going to do, take him before their leaders. He'd watched the autumn leaves falling down around the old fence and scatter across the soft dusty road before the winds picked them up and danced them once more up and away. There was no reason for watching the leave blow by, just something to do. Truthfully he hadn't exactly decided what he was off to do today, infiltrating to the center of the packlands had been enough, his mind really wasn't on actually trying to find something to do, it was off on memories of being tugged along by the hand of a crimson eyed fey who had somehow wrapped him around her little finger in the blink of an eye.
The steele hued male had been sitting along the edge of the small villa that spread out along the twin lakes. He'd more than just passed up boundries, he'd invaded right to the heart and soul of the lands, but what was anyone really going to do, take him before their leaders. He'd watched the autumn leaves falling down around the old fence and scatter across the soft dusty road before the winds picked them up and danced them once more up and away. There was no reason for watching the leave blow by, just something to do. Truthfully he hadn't exactly decided what he was off to do today, infiltrating to the center of the packlands had been enough, his mind really wasn't on actually trying to find something to do, it was off on memories of being tugged along by the hand of a crimson eyed fey who had somehow wrapped him around her little finger in the blink of an eye.