Deep Dark

Jan 9th, 2013 12:49 PM

Crosshair's jaw stayed set as he lowered his rifle back to his chest, and he leant back briefly, exhaling. The moment of the kill had passed, but it wasn't anything that would be sung of in songs of Glory. This deserved a funeral dirge, and nothing else. Respect for the dead mattered.

It made him think briefly of his family, and the moment he'd realised that they'd stopped coming to visit him in his incarceration.

The Irraka shoved it aside and nodded grimly to the Alpha.

<<"As you say,">> he said simply, before he started moving. He paused briefly by Marcus, gripping his brother's shoulder with a calloused hand. They didn't need words.

Jan 10th, 2013 04:23 PM

In a similar wordless gesture to his brother, Marcus bowed his head in acknowledgement. It was as much a response of thanks as mutual agreement that they had both done well. They had committed themselves to a task that could have gone woefully wrong; but had come out on the other side: in Marcus' case, emotionally weary, but the better for it in the long run. It was overcoming the difficulties that kept him going.

To the others though, the older man spoke one and smiled in a muted but friendly way. <<"Thank you.">>

**Kelreth** · Jan 12th, 2013 08:05 PM

End? Seems like a good point so we can get the next going

Unless getting back to the Den would be troublesome?

Jan 13th, 2013 08:42 AM

Quietly, the pack formerly known as the Sworn, with their prospects in tow, trail back to their Den. There is little to note en route. The Hisil seems to know that something of great importance has happened, and around them, the quiet flickers of Luna's fading light are peaceful and gentle.

Bullclaw is destroyed. The Magath is gone.

Not at all.

Good scene, guys!

Deep Dark

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