Northstar Vale ≡ Fly On Your Own

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He was inconsolable. Like Hotaru, the boy had largely withdrew from the world after hearing of the devastating news, of how his sister had found what remained of their mother rotting away in the dirt. He didn't believe it, didn't want to believe it, but it was confirmed by Takeshi...and why would he lie about something like this? The body had been reburied before he had returned from his little trip outside the borders (oh, how filled with hope that he would have been able to find her alive!), and so Haruki had not been able to see Reiko one last time.

Perhaps it was best he hadn't. Hotaru had kept her siblings in the den up with her screams and nightmares. A good night's sleep was but a distant memory for her brother, whose sleeping spot had shifted to be outside now, in the hollow of a tree near the den.

He had been attempting to nap (albeit fitfully), when he heard the footfalls of someone creeping around the area. One tear-filled eye peaked open, the brow above it set low in a mix of sadness and anger. His grief had quickly been channelled into a wrath that he took out on others whenever he had the chance. Collision was unfortunately the one to be on the receiving end this day. Haruki did not care that by the time he had noticed the man, he had turned and was beginning to exit the area. No, he had made a mistake coming here in the first place.

"What do you want?" the prince demanded forcefully, striding after Collision as if he were a tresspasser in claimed lands.