Altar of Twilight standing in the ashes at the end of the world

Dakarai walked in front of Olive carrying Aries, his eyes distant and wide as he stared at the path ahead. As they walked he would occasionally stop to sniff for Sirius to check up on him, only to remember with a jolt of nausea inducing pain that the boy would remain behind them. Wary blue eyes darted to Declan, the Teaghlaigh Comlach who had been chosen to accompany them away from Teaghlaigh and the area surrounding it. Not wanting to walk beside or close to the brute at the moment, he slowed his pace so that he fell into step with Olive. He pressed his flank against hers, needing to feel her physically at that moment.



From here on out they would only be able to trust one another, Relying on their own little family until they found a proper pack. Dakarai would work his ass off to ensure the survival of their children, even if it meant he had to skip a few meals and go a few nights without sleep. He would be damned if he lost his whole family, just because a pack did not understand the full atrocity of the situation that had occured. "We will be fine Olive. I am so so sorry" the words were at first reassuring but then turned into a grief stricken apology. If he had never started the conversation with her in the first place that fateful evening in the sunspire, she wouldn't be going through so much pain.