12-11-2022, 05:53 PM
It'd taken him several weeks, but at last Villentretenmerth concluded that his time among the Dragonford wolves had come to an end.
He moved to depart their shores undercover of night, not because he was a coward but because he found comfort in the quiet darkness. His choice not to make his decision known to those who sought to the raven who boldly attempted to hold the pack together was nothing personal - he simply wished to press on with his life, and settle himself somewhere with greater security. He had committed himself to Vendrussel, to her plight, and now that it was over and she was lost, it was time to seek whatever soul might next require his guidance.
The freezing rain came relentlessly, soaking the gilded dragon, yet he carried on as though the weather were mild. The cold and wet bothered him little.
He reached the edge of Dragondford's claim and looked over a broad shoulder, cyan eyes blinking as sleet stung at their edges, and gave one last longing look to the rugged waves as they lapped on the shores. Villentretenmerth would miss the coast, would miss the tang of salt in he air and the taste of silvered fish, but he'd accepted that his duty there had come to an end. He turned away, lifting his chin to glance toward distant mountains where their peaks rose into blackened clouds, and prowled forward to begin his search for a new purpose.
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He moved to depart their shores undercover of night, not because he was a coward but because he found comfort in the quiet darkness. His choice not to make his decision known to those who sought to the raven who boldly attempted to hold the pack together was nothing personal - he simply wished to press on with his life, and settle himself somewhere with greater security. He had committed himself to Vendrussel, to her plight, and now that it was over and she was lost, it was time to seek whatever soul might next require his guidance.
The freezing rain came relentlessly, soaking the gilded dragon, yet he carried on as though the weather were mild. The cold and wet bothered him little.
He reached the edge of Dragondford's claim and looked over a broad shoulder, cyan eyes blinking as sleet stung at their edges, and gave one last longing look to the rugged waves as they lapped on the shores. Villentretenmerth would miss the coast, would miss the tang of salt in he air and the taste of silvered fish, but he'd accepted that his duty there had come to an end. He turned away, lifting his chin to glance toward distant mountains where their peaks rose into blackened clouds, and prowled forward to begin his search for a new purpose.
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