tracks in the sand
10-21-2016, 02:55 PM
Ever since being allowed out of the den (so long as they promised not to leave the territory) they'd pretty much been given free reign of the place. There were enough adults around to make sure they didn't get into any trouble. Despite the newfound curiosity and sense of adventure, there was something that seemed to be missing. None of them had seen their mother in a while and it concerned him. Why wasn't she around anymore? The thought made him sad more than anything. It had him sulking as he left the den to go see if he could track down Fable for something to do. A howl caught his attention, this one different than the last feminine howl that had called them altogether, and his ears perked up the best they could. Another meeting? Oh boy! His previous thoughts were forgotten as he raced towards the sound as fast as his little legs could carry him. The female that was there wasn't the one that had called them altogether, but he had seen her there. He grinned eagerly up at her and his tail waved faster than the eye could easily follow. He play bowed, feeling far too excited, as he grinned at her. "Hiya!" He greeted her eagerly. "I'm Vawor." He said, thoroughly butchering his own name. Walk, "Talk" Think |
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