Every day at around the same time, Darrah would secretly watch his new siblings doze away in the comforts of the birthing den. Sure it was a bit creepy, and perhaps even uncalled for, but he'd fallen head over heels in love with the pair! Even with only having spent a short time with them. The Tainn was excited to watch them grow over the years to come. Hell, he was still growing himself! They'd experience life together, and he'd allow nothing to come between that goal. He'd already grown too far apart from his first sister, this time it would surely be different.
'Too bad Nayeli's going to miss it all.. Again.' He rolled his eyes, making an exit from the mouth of their small shelter. 'Wonder how everyone's taking it.' Last time his mother vanished, a pack meeting was held. Search parties were sent out. The whole pack was thrown into a panic! This time however, well, nothing. It hadn't much mattered to the boy, but he had a hunch that everybody was finally sick of her bullshit. 'Welp, at least I'm not the only one anymore.' he smirked.
Knowing it was well past time Darrah thanked the new 'mother' of his siblings, the prince decided to seek out Spieden. Surely the Queen of Oak Tree Bend hadn't planned on picking up what Nayeli carelessly threw away, but she did nonetheless, and the raven-esque yearling could never explain his gratitude to the fullest. 'Wonder where she's located around this time..' trotting along the territory, he used his nose to track her scent. "Spieden..?"
One king, One crown.
Darrah Tainn