As Life Rolls By

*Creed* · 06-18-2016, 08:45 PM

Winter was drawing to a close and the aging male could feel it within his bones. It already had been an unnaturally warm cold season and he could tell that spring would soon be on its way. With it came a sense of anxiety. Not because he feared the coming spring, but rather he feared the season after it. Summer would be around the corner before he knew it and with it came the realization that he was getting old. He hadn't felt old lately. Sure his stamina wasn't what it once was and it took him just a little bit longer to recover from things than he used to. He still did them anyways as his brain refused to believe that he was nearly an elder by the standards of most wolves. Eight... Eight. He was going to be eight. That was a terrifying thought.

A part of him was compensating for the short amount of time he had by traveling so much. He was still around for the important things and already he was planning a trip for him and Baine. It would be best for him to get in all the last bit of training he could for the girl before he got too old to travel anywhere. He didn't fancy the life of sitting around feeling useless. Sure he could share experiences with Surreal's children and act like an actual elder would, but he was a busy body. He enjoyed having things to do, places to go, and others to see. He needed in his life. It was all he'd really ever known in his life. Adjusting to a slower paced lifestyle was going to be rough. He could feel it.

Then there was the regret of not settling down sooner. The longer he sat and thought about it the more he envied Surreal and Falk. What if he'd never left Ardent and had stuck around? Would he have gotten to stick around with Surreal and her family? There was even a remote part of him wondering if he'd be in Falk's place and be Surreal's mate instead. It certainly could have been a possibility in an alternate universe. Of course he was never one to overstep his boundaries and hadn't entertained that idea for more than a few seconds. Instead he pined after the idea of a mate and children instead. He'd always enjoyed youngsters. Even Avalon had settled down with a second mate after Newol had left her. Of course she was younger than him, but if she could find someone surely he could too? He honestly couldn't see it happening but it was a nice idea nonetheless.

With these thoughts in mind Creed exited his den and slowly picked his way towards the ravine. Perhaps a walk would help clear his head. Not feeling up to a border patrol, he instead decided to just let his feet do the leading. He was already quite familiar with the Vericona plains so there really wasn't much "exploring" he could do of the place, but a walk was certainly a wonderful idea to start off with. After a while though he soon realized that his peaceful stroll was becoming a bit boring. Feeling the itch to actually do something the male paused at a patch of flowers. Were those useful? Were they something Kavdaya or Zuriel could utilize? He plopped down next to them and stared intently at them trying to figure it out. He'd never any good with herbs or plants and never had picked up the naturally knack healers had for them. Still he'd sit there and stare if it meant he'd be of some use. It may take him a while but he was sure he could figure it out, right?

Walk, "Talk" Think

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