I was the one who had it all

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The days grew shorter, made to feel even more so with new pups born to Vanderfell. Their care, though presently primarily that of their mother, was the responsibility of everyone in the pack. Quicksilver kept himself busy tending to his Winter garden and organising his herb stores, though checked in with Ira as often as she would allow. Her babes were down-soft and beautiful, little treasures - they lit up his whole world without even trying. The druid couldn't help but wonder how they'd grow, how their personalities would come to differ from one another in time, and in stolen moments he would wonder if ever he would experience the joy of fatherhood.

Unlikely, he felt as he picked his way along the mountainside, considering the complicated situation he'd found himself in between @Reiko and @Izumi. He had promised to court neither she-wolf and resigned himself to a life of loneliness, though the small taste of affection he felt for the snowflower while she rested on the summit had certainly made him re-think that choice. Quicksilver had long loved Reiko, from the moment he first looked upon her in the snow-kissed lowlands, and there was nothing that his vow could do to alter that.

Onto the plateau where Ira and Hieronymous had wed only months prior, the silverwhite looked for a place to settle for a little while. He wanted some space from the caverns and from pack-mates, somewhere to breathe in fresh air and admire the view, though it seemed a dense fog had drifted in over the mountain's base and surrounding woodlands.

Something from far off drew his attention and, lifting a silver ear to listen, he heard the mournful call of a stranger from across the valley. Quicksilver stepped closer to the cliff edge and blinked in the direction that the howl had come from, curious and concerned, before he tilted his muzzle skyward -

“Are you hurt?”


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His voice tapered, and silence followed. Quicksilver stood in silence, tall ears pricked forward and eager to hear a response - but nothing came. He lowered his haunches and gazed out over the low-lying fog, curious of the stranger who'd called from the peaks that stretched into the sky far in the distance.

When at last another howl rose in response, the druid lifted his muzzle. His tail flopped on the stone ledge at his rear, glad to have been heard. He heard this as a cry for help and, always willing to aid someone in help, Quicksilver sent forth another call: “follow my voice. I will meet you half-way!”

Again, the medic was on his feet. He turned from his ledge and began his way down the mountainside.


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