Dust & Bones

His mom was well on her way to doing what she wanted to do. But him? He was eager to get things started, and leaving imperium was no hard choice. He had no real connections there except for his family, and wherever his family went, he would go too. His growing form moved not so quietly through the moon bleached trees. Large paws shuffling noisily across the ground. He'd yet to learn the grace that his mother had, but that was okay. There was still a while before the lanky youth learned to tone down the childish nature he carried most of the time. After a while, the youth would stop to investigate the white trees, sniffing at a nearby tree as he wondered why it was so white and...lifeless.