I'm Left Wondering
After he’d bother to come out this way, well, why not linger, Ganta thought? At least for a little while. He hummed softly to himself, his gaze thoughtful as he trailed closer to a pack then he meant to. It was mainly curiosity, rather than malicious intent, that lead the young man close. He didn’t know many of the other packs of Boreas... Save for the one his father ran, the one his father’s enemy had run, and the one Avalon currently owned. How ironic it was that those packs tied together... How everything could weave in and out, even unknown to the wolves and other critters, to link so many different things.
He nearly had a panic attack as he crossed into the territory known as the Hot Springs. The scents there were still strong... He didn’t realize that the pack that had owned them had actually switched the territories they protected. Ganta paused for a good long moment, ears perked and gaze sweeping around before he felt confident he hadn’t done anything wrong. The scents weren’t as fresh as they should have been for an active pack, he realized, and so the young man set to exploring.
Ganta paused though once he found the springs. The steam rising from them was... Curious. The male edged closer, sniffing the air. How... Strange.. What made them warm? Was water supposed to be warm? His silvery-white gaze was shining with wonder now. If only there was someone around who might have the answer to his questions. |
I'm here without you...