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06-21-2013, 03:51 PM
Where in the hell was he going? It was freezing outside, and here he was, crunching through the snow instead of being curled up inside a warm den. The winter chilled him to the bone, especially when the snow on his body melted and soaked him. He couldn't help wanting to leave Seracia for a while, he knew no one in that pack besides his cousins. He wanted some adventure, he wanted to do something with his life, he wanted to be on that carefree streak he was so used to. Being in Gerhartd's pack was great and all, but he felt distressed even though he had everything he needed. Well not everything. He was missing a sense of adventure in his life, friends, a love affair, and a family of his own. He wanted nothing more than to meet a gorgeous woman who loved exploring the unknown. He would praise her for the rest of his life, as long as she did the same. His life was so utterly boring when he stayed in Seracia. That's why he left, and somehow ended up out here, all alone. Or so he thought. As he made his way through what he thought was unclaimed territory, the scent of another stung his nostrils. His head swept to the right, and before him a few yards away was a woman. His lips curled into a smile as he stopped and turned to face her. Waiting to catch your death as well? His tone wasn't threatening or sarcastic, he was merely trying to be funny.
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