Memories

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Torin had found his paws wandering, his mate and son strong on his mind. He wasn't sure if he'd been looking for them or if he'd simply been taken by whim. But in truth, he hadn't exactly meant to end up here. He's simply wandered as a zombie might, but now that he was back to his senses the man found himself observing his surroundings.

He had no doubt this place was once verdant and alive but the cool of the mild summer held sway here. The ground was covered in ash and the chill clung to his bones without any sign of ever letting him go again. The ground under his paws was mostly covered in dead grass, brown and greyed from the ash.