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[Daemron]

Sudden movement catches at the corner of his gaze. Faintly glowing grey eyes (wild with fright) flick to the sky. It is his windborne son, he realizes, flying straight as an arrow toward them. Daemron doesn’t watch as Brigade alights by his side. His attentions are fixated upon his heart-wolf, she who was once sleek and swift and beautiful – a far cry from the broken, bruised, and battered creature that now lies crumpled at his feet. His rage and his terror consume him. He hardly notices the way his muscled body begins to vibrate with it, though his eyes snap upward at the sound of his son’s voice when he asks what happened. Grim-faced behind a willowed forelock, the chestnut barks out a clipped response. “I don’t know yet.” All he knows is that there would be hell to pay when he found out. Brigade then asks if he should get Pyxis, to which Daemron makes an abrupt sound in his throat – A low keening cut forcibly short. “Not your mother,” he chokes then, his eyes glued to the maned wolf’s sunken form. (Death’s breath rattling past wolf-ribs). The very thought of how long she’d been like this nearly unravels him. Now more than ever, he aches for Pyxis – but in the pit of his knotted stomach he senses that Brigade would only have time for one flight. If that. “She’s with May. It wouldn’t be fast enough.” The antlered youth suggests a healer, anyone – ‘just tell me what you want me to do.’ “I don’t know!” He looks up to see his own image reflected back at him in his son’s stormy gaze. Vaguely, Daemron grasps that he appears as wild and desperate as he feels. “It’s Red, Brigade,” says a wretched voice that surely isn’t his own, “It’s Red.” Internally, the wolfson is left to fight tooth and nail against waves of helplessness as they threaten to overwhelm him – and in his desolation he manages to growl, “Get anyone who can keep her from dying.” He feels the keening sound rise to his throat again, but this time it never leaves his lips. “Hurry, son.” daemron lost to the hunt as I was to you

@[brigade]