Grove and Others (Patreon)

Grove grew up experiencing terrible nightmares. Something unfinished, something failed utterly, someone lost forever. He would see people and faces he'd never seen before. Men and Wolves alike.

Elder Cael used all the arts at his his disposal to find out what these haunting dreams were. They weren't past lives, unquiet past trauma he could deal with, they were more like the memories of other people. Familiar but completely foreign at the same time. Deep down from the lowest shadows of his adopted son's psyche.

In the end all Cale could do was mask his the symptoms. Psychedelics and numbing tinctures to deaden dreams and waking passions at the same time. Grove drifted away. Sometimes for months at a time, alone somewhere far from his family. He answers their howls less and less.

Grove has been away a year now. His pack hasn't heard him howl back to them in nearly two months. There's nothing they can do for him but wait and hope he'll come back someday.

It's not a sad story I promise 8V I want it to be sort of anti-sad. But you need to really understand pain before you can really understand joy. (Also this is all subject to change, I'm still noodling it.)

Oh yeah there's other doodles in there too!