your heart shall burn - return

[darci]

[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 60%; text-align: justify;"]His departure had been rather abrupt without so much of a hint he was leaving. Prior to his leave did he resign from his rank and simply vanished. He doubted anyone really noticed his absence, but he did not care either way. The trip had been much shorter than he hoped for, but he had happy to see his family alive and well. Enlisting the help of a few passing cars far out past the territories did Victor finally make it back to Alaska. With his limited time there, his family decide to celebrate thanksgiving early. A lot had happened back home, and he felt guilty for missing most of it. His brother had gotten married, his uncle had gone back to Russia to train younger sled dogs, and his sister had created quite a title for herself from racing. Thankfully, Victor had gotten the chance to see his uncle before his hasty departure. Much to his surprise, his uncle had asked him to come with him back to Russia, but Victor turned down the offer. While he would have loved to go back to his birth country, he felt more at home here than anywhere else.

After three days of extensive traveling, Victor had finally returned. His coat had grown thicker due to the colder weather setting in, but he was quick to remember how hot the island remained in the winter. It would thin out again, eventually. Passing over the tracks, the husky trotted throughout the jungle until he reached camp. It felt a bit odd being back here, but he doubted much had happened. "I'm back," announced the male. "Anyone miss me?"