Nov 09 2015, 03:38 PM
The black King of his own clan returned from another brief trip to Canis. He carried with him a bone, still dripping with the remains of a meal. It was scraps, shared with a certain large bird, but Cure and Remedy were sure to enjoy it none-the-less. As he looped around the Tower towards the Throne and the hidden red crystal den, he noted that the room seemed... too quiet. Lately the twins had been nothing but rambunctious, busy with being kids, constantly squealing or squawking their newfound words and practicing fighting with premature growls and roars. Now, only the soft hush of a gentle breeze fluttered past his whiskers. His chest felt tight with anxiety.
"Amaria? Girls?" He called out, voice tense. He hurried to the den, but as he passed the Forums, the mixture of scents left there only confirmed his fears. Cure, a stranger- like prey but bigger- and fear scent. So much fear. His blood ran cold.
"Cure?" He called again, that cat-like bellow echoing through the cave without answer. He swallowed his panic and raced towards the den, the meaty bone dropped and forgotten as he ran.
He slid to a stop and called out again, roaring now.
"KARKATAS! CURE! REMEDY! AMARIA!" He whirled around, the empty den sending visions of gore and dragons through his head. "WHERE ARE YOU!?"
ooc notes: Please wait until I've posted with Remedy before bringing in Amaria. Private for the family and Azazel if Banshee would like. Takes place only an hour or so after Vazi leaves with Cure.
@Amaria @Azazel