Come Softly, Come Swiftly
09-29-2015, 08:26 PM
Moving across this new terrain was tedious, slow, and infuriating. He shouldn't have to learn a new territory. He should be in his home right now, in the den that was so near and dear to his mate's heart. But instead a pack had invaded their home and claimed it as their own. And what could he possibly do about it now? Nothing. He couldn't do a single thing. That was really more infuriating than having to learn his way around again. His mate's voice caught his ear and he frowned. He was more than happy to answer her call, but he was getting no where fast and the thought of making his way to the other side of the estuary was daunting. With a sigh he began making his way toward Surreal, stumbling occasionally along the way. When he arrived he realized there were many more scents than he had anticipated and several of them were scents of wolves that he had never met before. He was curious and slightly nervous all at once. Who were these wolves? He quickly sought out his mate's scent and moved toward her to sit down at her side with a relieved sigh. Of course his oldest son was on her other side as always and he was glad to catch his youngest children's scents as well. Zuriel was there yet, but he was sure she would be there soon. Speech Thought Others |
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