The hungry wolves settled down and Dusk sauntered to the generals. Nyxtryx was laying by Rocky, whispering. Dusk sat down and looked at the wolves, who started to break into smaller groups to hunt. "Are you worried of something, Dusk?" asked a voice.
She glanced up and saw Ironide. "Oh, Iron," she muttered. "Today, Midnight must have returned, but... we're gone."
Ironide brushed Dusk's fur. "She's a tough girl, we'll meet her again if you don't loose hope," he replied.
Dusk attempted a "but", instead, Ironide put his right fore-paw onto her lips. "Shh... Just imagine meeting her, Dusk," he said, and Dusk stared into his brown eyes. Understanding the silence, Ironide pulled his paw away.
She looked away. "Still, the chief, why? Why leave his own daughter? What if she got caught by hunters?" she cried.
"Mysteries are often solved if we're patient, Dusk," said Ironide.
Dusk smiled and looked at Nyxtryx. Rocky's back was rising, falling, his grey fur messed up from all the running. Axel came over and just dropped down. "Oh, bloodmoon," he said, panting, lying down facing the sky, "hunters are after us, we had buffaloes. What's next?"
His citrine eyes gazed at the sky. A distant howl was heard. "Is that... Wisp again?" muttered Axel. "Bloodmoon, I just got comfortable."
"I'll talk to him," volunteered Dusk, and Ironide nodded. As Dusk left, Ironide and Axel began to talk and gaze at the sky, howling silently themselves.
"Wisp?" Dusk called.
The grey wolf had tears forming at the bank of his eyes. His howl was frail, as if it was a fragile piece to hold up the sky, provoked gently. He whipped his head around to look at Dusk, his brown eyes wet with tears. "I want to see Midnight!" he screamed, crying.
Oh, stars, no, don't cry, Dusk panicked.
"I hate my dad! Why! Why!" he screamed. "All I wanted was to be with Midnyx, and he sent her away, then abandon her! What about me? Her own brother, my dad's own son, what about me?"
Dusk's eyes widened as his words turned into sobbing. Dusk had to admit she missed Midnight a lot. "If you want, I- I can talk to the chief, Wisp, would you like that?" she asked.
"Can you accompany me tonight?" he asked, a few words choked on his sobs.
Dusk's tail playfully slapped Wisp's tail. "Of course, Wisp, are you lonely?" she asked.
"No, I want Midnight back," he sniffed.
Thank the stars he isn't crying anymore, Dusk thought in relief.
"I d-do sense, though," said Wisp, "t-that'll we'll meet... again."
Dusk pushed Wisp aside. "Ah, you," she said, smiling. "Until she returned, I can be your guardian, how about it?"
Wisp's teary eyes shone. "D-deal."
Author's Note: Dusk always seem to have a shorter side. Huh. Sorry for forgetting to post yesterday. It's just that, yeah, I just finished my exams, I need to plan on my teaching schedules (I no longer am an assisting teacher, but I may be a solo teacher this year and on), and do a lot of research.
Yeah.
I hope you guys understand.
Thank you for your attention.
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