Count your stars
12-19-2016, 08:09 PM
He had come down with a cold, ending up denbound for a little while. It had irked him that his plans had needed to be put on hold… But the young man could be patient. Things would come in time, and he was sure one day Dragoste would rise. He’d have a home for his good friend Roza, for Amachi, and possibly Kreft… that was three wolves who were willing to follow him… hopefully. The young man hadn’t spoken about his wishes to the newest alpha of Talis just yet, however… and he wondered what Dragon would think of it. Would he be met with anger?
Tonight, feeling a bit better, Ganta had started to make the rounds of patrolling around the pack. The ghostly white gaze of the wolf glowed in the dim light of the plains, morning having not yet completely risen upon the world. Catching the scent of Dragon the youth started after it, feeling it may be better to discuss his plans with the other male now before he continued to get too involved with Talis. He didn’t necessarily want to leave the pack… but was him being here more of a burden?
As the brown male came into view Ganta gave a low bark, hoping to catch the other male’s attention. “Dragon, I’d like to talk, if you’ve the time.” |
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