by Rainbowfox Ari » 12/26/2007 7:43 AM
The spirit gave a sigh, and relinquished control back to Aaron, who sagged against Strages as his energy dwindled. He had to force himself to let go of his lover, and move over to Canvas and Zaak's body, kneeling there, and stroking back the hair of his dead son from his eyes. Then, he did something completely unexpected, and grabbed Canvas in a tight hug, tears still pouring down his cheeks. Something in him still felt that this was his fault. And now that he looked back on the other letters he'd received from Zaak, he knew this was Canvas. The painter that Zaak had made his lover. But other than that... other than that, he didn't know anything else. Not that anything else mattered at this exact moment. He was tired. He was sick. And most of all, he hadn't wanted to outlive his son. NO parent wants to outlive his son.
Speaking of sons, the two pups he'd been caring for had been tailing him. They saw everything. Everything. And now they were furious. Not with the one Aaron was calling Strages. Not with the one called Canvas. But with the man who had killed who was to be their brother. Why hadn't they jumped in? Afraid. They were afraid now, too. But more ANGRY than afraid. And they knew where the Fellox lived. Off they went without a word, taking Sahound form, and stalking like a true pack.
Aaron didn't notice. He was too busy hugging his dead son's lover, and watching Zaak's still form, in hopes that he would move - that he was still alive. But nothing. No breath filled his lungs. He was cold to the touch. Really and truly dead. Aaron's mind wasn't ready to accept that yet, so he just - at the moment - refused to deal with it.