Vermillion,
Lion of Prideless
Played by Twesh
The confliction of the chilling desperation and the warming hope in her voice was like a knife to his gut. She repeated his name and it was like the blade twisted deeper, tearing and plunging through his physical body to strike and harm his soul. His friends, his family, what had they suffered in their time apart? What damage was done merely in his absence, that he otherwise could have stopped? What came to them as a direct result of his actions? His head turned like a machine upon his neck, twisting around his rusted and ebony mane with a longing and ache in his green eyes he searched for the familiar and safe small form. Mercifully there she was, in far better shape than he could hope or wish for. Vermillion you should not doubt the ability of your friends and allies to survive without you, you worthless thing. "Aly-"

He uttered the word softly, his legs began to find their usefulness below him as they carried him towards her. Ages of worry abandoned with each step he left it behind on the sand in his fading paw prints. "Alysanne." The weight of her name was heavy, it bogged down all of his voice and tone. It felt like lifetimes had been spent without her and every bit of her was still was familiar as the last day he saw her. Vermillion stopped just short of her with his body aching to close the gap entirely but held back by a doubt, a worry as he waited for permission and indication she wanted the hug and embrace he desperately needed from her.

@Alysanna