01-28-2020, 06:58 PM
[glow=white,1,400]BUT IT'S NOT ENOUGH, IT WON'T BE ENOUGH TO SAVE YOU ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Admittedly, Stark had his own time of absence through he didn't make a big fuss out of it especially since he wasn't a well known face or he wouldn't recognize any of the new faces. Not that he cared as much as he used to that is, Stark was known to be a sort of nomadic bastard coming and going whenever he pleased though he spent this times absence as a form of contemplation and self recovery (even if he had ended up injuring himself more than recovering). He couldn't imagine how Larkspurkit would feel about his sudden disappearance but he could only assume that the child he had taken underneath his wing hated his guts, it made him wince only to be reminded of how his own kids from his first litter had grown a distaste towards him. He wouldn't blame Lark for feeling that way towards him if that was the case, Stark had been selfish in his rash decisions. Someone always ended up getting hurt, he would be the one inflicting it without realizing it before he was too late to retract his action or words. Now, here he was in the Elysium once more and he could feel a few gazes settled onto him and their murmurs made his ears twitch. He let out a wheezy laugh unsure of what to say or do, he was a lost soul. Stumbling around with the wonderment of when their roaming would end. The thought made his head shake briefly yet he would stop in his tracks at the sound of voices, he would frown with a cock of his head.
"I don't need another Stark. I've been living alone for this long. I don't need anyone else."
His interest would peak wondering who was speaking his name, eventually the sight of an orange tabby coat caught his gaze and he saw a not so little Larkspurkit or well, an apprentice now. Part of him wanted to vanish and the other half with his parental instinct began to nag at him to approach. With a shuffle of his paws, the Alaskan Malamute would walk over with a faint smirk on his maw "Ya heard the boy. He doesn't need another me," Oh, how dare he be so coy yet his gaze fixated onto Larkspurpaw only for said gaze to melt immediately, his once tense body immediately slumping. Larkspurpaw was probably the only person he had left that he actually cared about, he wanted it to be known yet his buzzing mind refused the canine any words to express himself in such a matter. His snout scrunched up with brief frustration until he finally found the words dripping out slowly like a broken faucet "'Ey Lark, long time. . . Sorry for y'know going away for a bit. . ." A weak smile appeared onto his maw, his ears brushing against the back of his cranium with a soft wheezy cough escaping him "Missed ya loads, kid. . ." His once coy grin turning into a saddened smile, well, now he'd be prepared for whatever was thrown at him. Rejection. Hatred. He deserves whatever was coming to him. [glow=COLOR,1,400]♛[/glow]
"I don't need another Stark. I've been living alone for this long. I don't need anyone else."
His interest would peak wondering who was speaking his name, eventually the sight of an orange tabby coat caught his gaze and he saw a not so little Larkspurkit or well, an apprentice now. Part of him wanted to vanish and the other half with his parental instinct began to nag at him to approach. With a shuffle of his paws, the Alaskan Malamute would walk over with a faint smirk on his maw "Ya heard the boy. He doesn't need another me," Oh, how dare he be so coy yet his gaze fixated onto Larkspurpaw only for said gaze to melt immediately, his once tense body immediately slumping. Larkspurpaw was probably the only person he had left that he actually cared about, he wanted it to be known yet his buzzing mind refused the canine any words to express himself in such a matter. His snout scrunched up with brief frustration until he finally found the words dripping out slowly like a broken faucet "'Ey Lark, long time. . . Sorry for y'know going away for a bit. . ." A weak smile appeared onto his maw, his ears brushing against the back of his cranium with a soft wheezy cough escaping him "Missed ya loads, kid. . ." His once coy grin turning into a saddened smile, well, now he'd be prepared for whatever was thrown at him. Rejection. Hatred. He deserves whatever was coming to him. [glow=COLOR,1,400]♛[/glow]