06-08-2009, 12:51 AM
Sankor really didn't know how in the world he was taking the shock of Ril'o's murder. He didn't really have anyone to speak to about it and he wasn't for certain if he really wanted to speak of such. He had roamed the packlands til he'd reached the graveyard and just stared up at the statue that watched over the human bones. He didn't know if she did any good for the dead but he wondered if there was one like her who would watch over the pack's dead. Why such strange thoughts filtered through his head he didn't know but it was probably best that his emotions were a dried riverbed rather than a raging river overflowing the banks. He let his eyes drop down to the ground as a soft sigh fluttered in his chest.
Once more he glanced up at the mysterious lady before he rose to his paws and slowly began to roam the borders, trying to find something to rid his mind of the thoughts and his spirit of the weight that had settled. He had grown so use to having a mirror, having a second sunny nature in his mists that now without Ril'o he didn't really know who to turn to when he needed a friend to just goof off with and spend the afternoon avoiding their chores and gossiping about the girls. He closed his eyes as the thunder rumbled overhead, the overcast sky seeming to know just how he felt.
Once more he glanced up at the mysterious lady before he rose to his paws and slowly began to roam the borders, trying to find something to rid his mind of the thoughts and his spirit of the weight that had settled. He had grown so use to having a mirror, having a second sunny nature in his mists that now without Ril'o he didn't really know who to turn to when he needed a friend to just goof off with and spend the afternoon avoiding their chores and gossiping about the girls. He closed his eyes as the thunder rumbled overhead, the overcast sky seeming to know just how he felt.