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Posted by Tyheam on February 13, 2007, 7:01 pm He cursed to himself for not being there for Lucien. Tyheam was the stronger of the two, yes. But the snow leopard was typcially the brains of any of their adverntures. Now... Now Tyheam had himself and his brother's gravesite. Tsingah would always be around, but she was his wolf mother... Lucien was his brother and best friend.The panther sighed as he bowed his head over his brother's grave. Everything was silent near him for a moment. Yet, Tyheam was suddenly disturbed from his silent prayer by what he thought was a voice. The panther whirled about yet he saw nothing. He sighed, seeing nothing while hoping Lucien's spirit lingered. And so, the great cat began to return to the more active regions of the packlands. Suddenly, Tyheam stopped again, hearing the voice that sound so much like his brother. He looked about, trying to spot anything that could be a spirit. In the distance to his left, he saw what might have been some sort of spectre. Tyheam took off running. If it was his brother, they would have to speak. If it wasn't, then he'd just be one his way, disappointed once more. As the panther neared whatever it was he saw, it vanished. The feline skidded to a halt. He swatted at the snow with a large paw in frustration. As he did so, the cat had revealed something red beneath the white snows. Tyheam tilted his head as he removed snow from around the strange thing. After completely revealing it, the panther was shocked to see a little red dragon curled up into a ball. THe feline looked around, trying to see if there was another nearby. There were no scents of dragons, save the ones that had been in the packlands earlier. None lingered near where he had found the hatchling either. Tyheam nudged the scaled creature, making sure it still lived. The redback dragon kit shivered. Then, the little lizard raised its head, looking at Tyheam with dark green eyes. The kit showed his small white fangs as if to show he would bite. The dragon was shocked when the panther was unphased. The feline gave a half-hearted smile as he spoke to himself, "Is this what you were trying to show me Lucien? I sure hope so." The great cat layed down next to the kit, "How'd you end up all the way out here? Well, I'll take care of you now since we can't have you freezing to death. Come on little one, climb on my back." The red back was skeptical for a moment, fangs still bared. Yet once he realized Tyheam wasn't going to hurt him, he inched close enough to climb onto the large cat's back. Tyheam smiled once the draglet was holding onto his fur rather firmly with his talons. The panther rose carefully and headed back to the central area of the packlands. He'd have to show his find to the rest of the pack. As he moved along, he came up with a name, "I think I'll call you Rothar." The hatchling tilted his head a moment before giving a little trilling sound in acceptance of his new name. Tyheam smiled, "Alright, Rothar it is. And I am Tyheam, so once you are able to speak, that's what you can call me." With the 'introduction' complete, the panther was actually eager to show the newly named Rothar to the pack.
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Tyheam had disappeared for a brief while, bringing his brother with him. The panther had buried his brother's body near a very large boulder at the base of the mountains. The large feline gave what might have been a smile, knowing his brother had been on of the sure-footed creatures that liked to patrol the higher peaks when he felt the urge. However, Tyheam was more sad than anything. He had lost the only person he'd known his entire life.
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