Saga seemed well enough to greet him with both warmth and grace. Mothering was a stressful task, but important nonetheless. Adelard was glad, almost part jealous, that the cubs of the Chasm had a caring mother to look after them. Saga was doing an extraordinary job for a first-time parent.
"Adelard," his greeting was met in kind.
"Hudson has gone to find his family and tell them all that has happened here."
The Gerau's head tilted for the briefest of moments, confused. Saga went on to explain the simple formality of rank and role and how she couldn't do it all alone.
"Saga," he started, but he couldn't work out how to broach the topic.
"I know it's a lot," she continued,
"and if you're not comfortable with it then.." He felt the both of them sink as if the empty place Hudson had left would swallow them whole. His eyes sought out someplace else to look as he willed himself to work this all out here and now. This had been the very thing he had run from when he had left his parents' homelands behind.
"I will try to keep things going until he gets back... but I would really appreciate your help."
His eyelids fluttered and his head quivered as he angled his neck to look into the silver woman's face. His shoulders squared and he shifted his weight, anchoring himself once more.
"You have my support for whatever you need," he offered, his voice even and collected. As a Leader's son - his father's son - he had been formally trained, run through the wringer, and fashioned into a tactful man. It was in his blood. Why he thought he could escape the responsibility was lost on him.
"If you ask it of me, you have my all."
The soft smile that curled the corners of his maw came and went, worry taking over.
"But, why now? The cubs are so young." A shake of his head made his concern obvious,
"When will he return?"
(This post was last modified: Jun 18, 2021, 10:34 PM by Adelard.)
ADELARD |
heat stroke, bring the fire black smoke, I take it higher |