Swiftcurrent Creek Pelagiad

His children seemed scattered. Talos remained elusive, unlike her normal self. Akavir had grown withdrawn, and spent many of his days exploring the territory quietly. Viinturuth had not been seen by the dark wolf for days now, but his scent still remained in the creek… for now. Constantine kept a vigilant watch on them from afar, his failure at protecting them from the pains of life very clearly written on all of their faces.
 
Akatosh, too, kept to himself. The Mayfair stalked after his tawny son, keeping careful watch, concern knitted in the furrow of his brows. The boy was stalking a rabbit, and the father remained a respectful distance from him, waiting to see how it played out.