It slows and changes
06-06-2015, 06:50 PM
The daylight was a bit blinding if he had to say so himself. Squinting with the overcast ahead, it was probably going to rain. The winter had brought in various storms, but nothing too bad to upset the rapids. This storm itself would probably only be a drizzle. As the large male moved through the lands he carried a small deer with him. He had hunted one down in the hopes of sharing it with anyone in Abaven he came across. If it was Limno all the better, but he knew he couldn't just disclose himself off to his mate.
The fighter had been doing well, his mental health was excellent and he felt normal again. The only thing he worried about were his pack-mates. After all, they meant the world to him. He needed to get back into the swing of things, talk with the rest of the pack. Let them know he was here to support them no matter what. Besides, who knew what would happen in the near future.
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