Come Softly, Come Swiftly

*Creed* · 09-26-2015, 09:56 AM

Creed had been pretty happy with how his life had been going since he'd ran into Surreal. A tiny part of him still pined for the north and the old ways when he'd lived with his family in Glaciem, but it was only a fraction of him that still wished for this and it was quickly snuffed out with logic and reason. Glaciem was long gone and so were his parents and the majority of his other family. Whether it had been death that had claimed them or just the wanderlust that seems to eventually claim most wolves, one way or another they were gone. He was still content with his life now. After all what more could he ask for? Granted he was six and without a mate, but he'd reconnected with an old friend and had found a new place to call home. He had to say he was doing pretty well for himself.

That all had changed pretty abruptly.

Creed was still quite unfamiliar with the packs that dotted the lands of Alacritia. He knew nothing of any of the others and along with that he knew nothing of the wolves either. He could faintly remember the chaos that had ensued with the coming of Isardis, but that had been five years ago. After spending a few days in Vericona plains with Surreal and her family, he'd been under the delusion everything would be okay. It hadn't occurred to him a pack of wolves would move in on the territory Surreal had intended on claiming for her own pack, Celestial.

He was feeling a bit bitter about having to leave so suddenly, but he had no desire to stick around and see the new residents of the plains. So when Surreal and the rest of them turned to leave, he did so as well. The new area wasn't any better for his thick pelt and he'd long since accepted the fact he'd have to get used to it. He accepted his fate with dignity though and a single complaint couldn't be heard passing his lips. It was summer now but he could patiently wait for the cooler months to be upon them.

He hadn't been far when Surreal's low call summoned them all to her. He'd been lingering nearby trying to distract himself with a hunt. He quickly abandoned that effort and instead headed towards the meeting place. When he arrived he wasn't surprised to see others had made it before him. There was an albino pup which caught his curiosity and there was also another pup that seemed to be the same age. He quickly determined they must have been almost a year old. He attention didn't remain on them for long and instead it went to the giant redder-than-the-leaves-in-the-fall colored wolf that sat by Surreal's side. If he'd thought his father's brief bit of color on his pelt was strange then this just broke the scale. He couldn't help but glance back and forth between Surreal and Regulus trying to determine where he'd gotten the size and the bright coloring from. He quit gawking at the boy though and plopped his rump to the ground in anticipation.

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