He awoke from his dreams and could feel that pull, something called to him outside of the Dusk Court. Jude stood and watched the morning light until the pull became too much. With a whispered farewell to Isorath he slipped from the safety of their shared quarters. Each step took him further and further away from the place he has come to temporarily call home. These past few weeks have been nothing but searching for Mittens. She had seen him through to Novus but somewhere disappeared, pulled away by one thing or another and leaving him alone. All he wishes to know is that his beloved companion is fairing well. He longs for the days spent quietly painting in his gardens with her laying nearby. Her quiet presence had been enough to fill the long hours after Isorath disappeared. She had been the one to lay beside him in the belly of a ship as he was carried from everything he knew to Novus. In the delirious moments of fever her gentle companionship had kept him somewhat grounded in reality. Though a true feline, she had her moments and would come to comfort the young kirin when heartache became strong. Even after building the pyre, there were scars too deep even for the flames to purify.
The journey gives him time to think, time to dwell on the past and the damage done. Mittens had marked a new beginning in his life. As he ascended to the title of noble, he brought with him a young kitten into the manor given. Dragons were revered but his heart belonged to the soft feline that slept at the foot of his bed and chased butterflies through his rose bushes. When he could be lured from his home the feline would be close behind. Mittens and Jude became inseparable and citizens of Vectaeryn were more shocked when they were apart than when together. After venturing so far together he wonders what finally pushed her away. Jude tries to quiet the onslaught of tears, sniffing as he walks. It’s a pathetic sight he imagines, a fatigued stranger drudging through a seemingly endless path on a mad quest to nowhere. Maybe he should have just stayed back in bed with Isorath, pressed himself under his wing and hidden away. But still he wanders onward, only the sound of his own footsteps in the chilled autumn air.
As he reaches the strange surroundings he keeps his head down, hair falling into his face and for a moment shuts his eyes. It isn’t until he feels something move across his head that he jumps. His head raises and there is a soft voice that croons in his mind. “MITTENS!” He cries loudly and the tears start to fall down his cheek but this time from joy over sorrow. After ceaseless searching it seems the universe has finally returned his feline to him. “I thought something horrible happened to you .” He whispers before the pair share a nuzzle. “Lets go back and find Isorath.” He then turns as his feline settles between his shoulders, looking content.
The journey gives him time to think, time to dwell on the past and the damage done. Mittens had marked a new beginning in his life. As he ascended to the title of noble, he brought with him a young kitten into the manor given. Dragons were revered but his heart belonged to the soft feline that slept at the foot of his bed and chased butterflies through his rose bushes. When he could be lured from his home the feline would be close behind. Mittens and Jude became inseparable and citizens of Vectaeryn were more shocked when they were apart than when together. After venturing so far together he wonders what finally pushed her away. Jude tries to quiet the onslaught of tears, sniffing as he walks. It’s a pathetic sight he imagines, a fatigued stranger drudging through a seemingly endless path on a mad quest to nowhere. Maybe he should have just stayed back in bed with Isorath, pressed himself under his wing and hidden away. But still he wanders onward, only the sound of his own footsteps in the chilled autumn air.
As he reaches the strange surroundings he keeps his head down, hair falling into his face and for a moment shuts his eyes. It isn’t until he feels something move across his head that he jumps. His head raises and there is a soft voice that croons in his mind. “MITTENS!” He cries loudly and the tears start to fall down his cheek but this time from joy over sorrow. After ceaseless searching it seems the universe has finally returned his feline to him. “I thought something horrible happened to you .” He whispers before the pair share a nuzzle. “Lets go back and find Isorath.” He then turns as his feline settles between his shoulders, looking content.
@Random Event
