Sugar Boats
Leonce
He had a chance to actually look at the island for once: the painted early sunset, the long blades of grass that framed the muddy pools, the long billed water birds creeping through the mire, it was beautiful even without the decorations of the festival.
Leonce spotted another wolf and began to walk closer to them until he was about five feet away. They seemed to be having trouble fishing as they flung the fish towards land which made Leonce chuckle a bit. “Having fun?” He said as he felt the movement of the water and stuck his head into the water to catch it.
He tossed his catch on the shore, his tail wagging slightly. “I suppose I am.” He commented. “What about yourself" He asked, looking the male over. His coat had a strange pattern compared to his own but that was hardly unusual in Boreas. “Forgive me, allow me to introduce myself, I am Pegasus Beaufort.”
Leonce had already dealt with the fish he had caught previously before he started talking. He was just waiting for the next fish to swim by, once that happened he promptly dove after it,
He tossed the fish on the bank and returned his attention to the male. “Did you come here with anyone?” He asked, sniffing at the water as his paws sank into the mud. Distantly he could hear crickets beginning their choir and could hear the croaking of frogs as the sun began to sink lower. Pegasus had a sudden urge to explore the island but didn't want Leonce to think of him as rude.
For the first time in a while Leonce was starting to feel sad. As he ducked down to catch another fish he wondered if for all the wolves he had met if he had truly made any friends. Friends were supposed to have fun with you, not around you, right?
He snapped up another fish and tossed it onto the bank before moving closer to Leonce, the mud squishing between his toes he could hear the distant rumble of thunder and he thought he could smell rain. He shuddered remembering his near brush with death and what had compelled him to stay alive. His heart ached with sudden loneliness then, missing his friend more than ever. He shook water from his fur and forced himself to talk to Leonce again.
“Do you come from a pack?”
“I happen to be an alpha actually, from a pack called Olympia.” He didn't expect that the male would have heard of them, they were after all still a small pack and he'd yet to establish an alliance with anyone other than Torin. That would have to change after the festival he realized but for now he would simply enjoy himself and partake in the festivities. Again his heart ached for Cèlestin but again he ignored the pain in favor of being courteous to the stranger.
He grinned at the male’s enthusiasm his tail swishing slightly behind him.
“It’s in the south, we’re a small pack for now but I’m sure in time we’ll grow in numbers and strength.” He explained.
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Peg tilted his head slightly at the male’s string of words but was quickly distracted as the sun set and a swarm of fireflies appeared. He snapped at a few of them and considered the point moot.
“That does sound nice.” He said simply. It was late now and he hadn’t seen any sign of Célestin. “If you’ll excuse me I think I should go find my friend, he’ll be worried.” He said, doubting the words as they left his mouth. Célestin knew better than to worry about him, as large as he was it wasn’t likely trouble would find him. With a dip of his head Pegasus departed, his thoughts like always on his friend.
-Exit Pegasus-
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