Stone Circle Ashes

36˚ Foggy light snow mixed with the ash fall from the sleeping dragon. A week or more since @Clay 's disappearance all welcome! bonus: some background music

It's been days since Clay left home, days since ash had fallen over his home and days since the food had begun to run scarce. Whatever was happening was beginning to feel like the end. He knew his parents were stressed between the food and Clay. He knew they didn't want to show it, but it was clear from the similarities to when Leta was injured.

The boy wandered near the borders, the invisible line more boding than ever. Where did Clay go? They tried tracking him to no avail and not even Valette had picked up on his scent after a while. Was it his fault? He had always been...well...him. He still loved his brother though, even if he called him uptight or boring or a stick in the mud. He couldn't help but wonder...could this have been prevented?

His paws itched, desire to make it right. To find Clay. To bring home food for his family. But that would only be possible if he too left...he was aware of the rule. Everyone was to be at the stones by nightfall and the last thing he wanted was to make things worse by disappearing or coming home late or injured. So there he stood, green eyes gazing into the abyss of trees that stretched out before him.