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I'm Not Falling



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06-12-2013, 03:52 PM




The male paced restlessly. He'd made himself scarce within the pack since the indecent. Training himself had been the goal, but that had only got him so far. He felt bad for not being able to help Luana more. He had no skills in healing and as far as being a warrior was concerned those skills were almost nonexistent. He was confused and completely torn. Stuck with the rank of Orbita until he could choose. How could he choose? For one if he chose being a warrior what happened if he failed to defend and fight for his family? What if they were wounded? He wouldn't be able to do anything. Then again if he chose healing what would happened if his family was attacked. He didn't want to sit around and wait to be able to heal them either. He was unsure of what to do. Perhaps his Sol could help him?

The sun was at it's peak and glistened against the snow making it sparkle. Paws crunched through the white announcing his presence as he neared Jupiter's den. He was aware she had pups. He just hoped she wouldn't be upset with him for bothering her. He stopped at a respectful distance and called out softly to her.

"Miss Jupiter?"



"Speech"



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06-18-2013, 05:05 PM (This post was last modified: 06-18-2013, 05:06 PM by Deteste.)



Deteste had followed the trail of the distressed male before him for a good while now. Though he was aware that the young man was a Ludicael member his distress affect worried Deteste and he only wanted to make sure that he was not a threat to himself or other members, even if his method of doing so was somewhat outlandish. As they began to travel nearer to Jupiter's den Deteste decided that he would close the distance between he and the young male. Jupiter had much on her plate at the moment and he would do what he could to alleviate her duties for the time being. They were both Sols and he understood the responsibilities they shared. Once Deteste was a few meters away he allowed his previously silent gait to relax, strides sinking deeper into the snow which now crunched audibly under his weight. He did not mean to surprise his counterpart and his intentions were only sincere.


Ho, young man. What is it that you need? I am Deteste, also Sol to the Ludicael. Jupiter currently has much to do, and I may be able to assist you. Deteste was unsure whether or not Jupiter was within her den, whether or not she was sleeping, whether or not she could hear their conversation but he strongly hoped that she would not be disturbed and that he had something to offer to the young wolf that stood before him. Now they were in a much closer proximity to one another Deteste could see that his agitation was not serious but he would do his best to help whatever it was that was on his mind.
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