TAKE FROM ME MY BONES

His icy eyes didn't see much of the light anymore, he had taken to sealing himself underground. The nights were long, and harsher as prey grew less and less available. He couldn't eat much other than a hare or two every few days as they found their way towards the entrance of his den, where he lurked waiting for them. He sighed, wanting to find a way to live without fear. Beartooth had hunted him down for over a year now, and would continue to do so until he found him.

It wasn't like it was even his fault, his brother wanted too much. He slept with the alphas daughter, and then blamed it all on him. The children didn't even look like him he was sure, so why the alpha would even believe him was beyond him. He was taken away, not even Bastian could help then. He was taken hostage, beaten in the prisons. That was until he escaped one night, the stones that sealed the door had grown lose from the rain. He ran, and since then he'd had Bastian and Beartooth hot on his trail.

In all, he wasn't sure why Bastian had come with to Starfall. He knew that he was there, but he didn't know why he was interested in him to begin with. He stared out of his den, which surely would be his grave in no time. Days slipped away into nothingness for him. He had built himself another prison, and trapped himself in there.

A call ripped through the air, but it wasn't one he had cared to hear. Not until the second call - Bastian. Why was he summoning him to an unknown place, with an unknown Queen leading? The best he knew, was it wasn't with Beartooth. All Beartooth wanted was power, he wouldn't let a woman call his shots for him. He slinked out of the den silently, scoping around. The air was nice, cool on his face. His shadowy stilts quickly bolted into action to take him to his new home.

As he proceeded to find Bastian, he found himself in a pine forest. Something that seemed all too close to home. He smiled as he kept running, his eyes darting around until finally he found him. "Bastian!" He cried out, greeting his brother as he came to a stop next to him. He . . . He had wings? Come to see now as Bones looked around, most of them did. He found the blood red eyes of the Queen, the baring stare of her. She was even more intimidating than Beartooth when he was angry. He bowed his head to her. "I'm Bones, brother of Bastian. I'd also like to pledge myself to you both," He looked to the King that sat beside the Queen. "I do not have flight like my brother, but I do have a want to fight and live. I've been cooped up, scared s h i t less of Beartooth since I got here." He said with a smile and a sigh. It was nice to be out of there. It was nice to find home.

BONES;