Northstar Vale I Know, I'm No Superman

The night sky had once again drawn the man from his mates side. She slept soundly, comfortable in the safety of their den. But Yuudai, he couldn’t not find slumber in darkening sky. His mind reeling from his altercation with bother Takeshi and Reiko. Something foul clung to the Empire, and Yuudai was anxious thinking of the future and what might happen. His racing thoughts made him restless. So in an effort to not wake his pregnant wife, Yuudai rose quietly and headed out into the darkness of the night.

Subconsciously he headed in the direction of the Empress’ den. Wanting nothing more than to speak with her, as he used to, when they were much younger. Before the world had poison them. Catching himself before he wandered to close, Yuudai turned away. Instead heading in a random direction, seeking for something to do. Something that might distract him, if only for a moment.

With his head down, Yuudai wasn’t fully aware of his surroundings. He caught the scent of his packmates, easily identifying them as friendly. Unknowingly he passed by the den site of one of the latest members. But he would never now, given his head was drooped, deep in thought.