Maybe Tonight. (acceptance)

"So maybe tonight we'll start all over. Like it's the first day of our lives. Right here and now, no second chances. Maybe we'll finally get it right. Maybe tonight, Maybe tonight." Chayton hummed softly as he approached the border slowly. His pawsteps were soft and sure, his gaze trained on the warmth ahead of him that was Valhalla. He had missed it. Even though his stay there hadn't been long, maybe a few weeks, he had been gone long enough that his heart had grown fonder. He needed this pack. He felt it was the one place he could finally learn to live and love again. Slowing down, he stopped at the edge of the territory, the strong-scented border line. Lifting his muzzle to the sky, he parted his maw slightly, eyes fluttering shut, and letting loose a loud and strong howl. I wish to join. His hope floated on the breeze, quieting down until her was looking straight ahead, eyes searching for anywolf who could come and greet him.

Sitting down and leaning back carefully on his haunches, Chayton surveyed the terra in front of him. Ear pricked high atop his head, banner splayed over his paws, and sitting tall and proud. He sat still, his body relazing, but also regal looking. He had his head angled enough downward to show obedience to anywolf whom passed by, yet showed enough strength that he wouldn't take any shit. He would wait however long need be until some ranked wolf could come and accept him, or at least escort him into the territory and lead him to the higher ranked wolves who could accept him. He made this promise to himself, that he would wait and then that he would do anything to prove he was worthy of a place in the pack.

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