Voices in the dark
11-25-2015, 12:20 PM
Conversations running through my head
Rivaxorus found himself inching closer to other territories. Now that home didn't feel like home anymore. Sure his dad was still around but the absence he left was just as big as the one his mother had. Allen lived somewhere nearby, or at least used to as far as he knew. At the moment the wolves in the pack were awaiting a call of their new "leader" once Riv didn't entirely wish to follow but he would be damned if he didn't give it a try before he turned a year to flee to Fiori. Plans always changed though, he had Xephyris and his siblings with him. Life would continue on.
These caverns had a strange sense to them, the tall boys solid gray tail flicking behind him. He was taking the time to explore more and expand his information that he knew. There was a lot he had yet to learn, and if it was one thing he hated it was being ignorant. His paws feeling the cavern underneath him, smooth and cold. As he used his nose to carefully smell the place out.