|Killjoy|M|Alpha|Eastern|M: Night, Sorrel, River|
Killjoy stepped into camp, his body relaxed. It wasn't long before his smile faded. He glanced at Sorrel, and then around camp. Where was River?
He meet Sorrels eyes, and prepared for a very mad Night. He sighed, and turned around, not saying anything.
He slid out of camp, leaving Sorrel, and Illusion to deal with the very mad Night.
Hadn't he told River to stay in camp?! Oh how she never listened.
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He sniffed around on the ground, like a blood hound trying to pick up the scent of a rabbit. It wasn't too long before he had her scent locked in.
It seemed that she had been following.... Fallon and Aquilia?
Where were they going?
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He picked up a strong lope, his mind was pushing and pulling out the bad things that could have happened to River. She could have fallen off the cliffs, gotten into a fight with the loner, attacked by a bear, cougar... or what if the jaguars had come back from the dead?! There were so many things to be worried about.
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He nimbly jumped over logs and weaved around trees, his panic pushing him harder and faster then he would like to say.
His short coat flew back in the wind, his ears flat against his head, protecting them from the wind that would be whistling through them.
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He finally could hear her!
She was... crying? Was she alright? Was she hurt? Did someone die? He quickly went around the last tree, his blue eyes struck with the fear and panic of losing River. He had already lost Seya, he wouldn't lose River too.
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She was laying down, a crying mess.
"River?" He asked, his warm eyes melting. He lowered his head, and slowly walked over to the silver female.
"Are you alright?" Dumb question. He nuzzled the top of her head, worried.
He sat down next to her, and after a bit, he layed down next to her, wanting to be the most comfort that he could be.
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He knew that words weren't his strongest trait, so he hoped that laying with her would help ease her pain.
He began to slowly lick her ears and the top of her head, not wanting to let her go.
"It's okay. What happened?" He asked, his eyes full of concern for the female that he was laying next to.
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He could smell Aquilia's scent leaving the territory.
But that's not the way to Raven pack... oh.
He felt terrible, after all, he knew that River had really liked Aquilia.
He moved closer to her, hoping that Night wasn't to come bursting out of the bushes and catch him. He would be skinned and tossed of the cliffs.
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He closed his eyes and just sat in the moment, allowing future him deal with mad Night. Future him was really going to hate present, and past him.
He opened his eyes again, and looked at the female.
"It's going to be okay. I'm here next to you." He said, his ears straining to hear for an enraged Night, or a panicked Sorrel.
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He did feel bad for leaving Sorrel to deal with Night in that mood, but she wouldn't be alone. Killjoy would sign up Illusion to be a beating dummy. He may not appreciate it, but he could deal with it.
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Killjoy stopped licking Rivers ears, and laid his large head on hers, and muzzle tilted up, watching the clouds. He closed his eyes, and took it in. He almost- almost laughed. It all seemed so unreal. He had told himself that he would never be in love after Seya, and yet, this female had swept him clean off his paws.
He would live through the heartbreak of Seya all over again if it meant that he could sit here with River in peace for just a bit longer.
Would luck be on his side? Only time running short would tell, and something told him that it wasn't going to be nice.
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He watched a hawk fly over head, and he smiled slightl, and buried his head in the fur on Rivers neck, taking in her scent, not wanting to leave it ever, or wanting the moment to end. But.... like all good things, it had to come to an end.