Cedar Sweep Oh man, please don't go.

emotion was a complicated creature. a creature with its claws firmly grasped around the man’s throat. there was no simple way to describe what he felt. there was the joy of having a lover to call his own. there was the stress of the pack and their dwindling numbers. there was the sorrow of loosing a friend and a father. it was all so complicated and it seemed there was no time to comprehend those feelings.

but that lost time was granted to him when he came across the revui. he was a mystery that one. always present but never seen. like a ghost. it seemed like he preferred the solitude. so why, he thought, had he decided to join the group? he didn’t know. maybe he never would, but did that matter? he was here now and that’s what counted.

issun quietly took a spot next to the boy. he was surprised to see his injured forelimb. what happened? a look of concern crossed his face.