MAKE me FEEL alive!
06-23-2013, 08:46 PM
To anyone else, memories were taken for granted, but not to him. Judas, his name. That was the only thing he could remember about himself. He didn?t remember where he had come from, who, if anyone worth remembering , were his family. He woke up, after washing onto the beaches of Alacritis. He had wandered around the lands of Alacritis, going from here to there, learning about the packs from various wolves that he had ran into. His mind hadn?t been totally made up about what pack he would be going too, but somehow in the evening hour, his mind had led his paws to wander to the borders of Seracia. The cream and black wolf, came to rest at the edge of the border. Cyan eyes stared ahead into the lands, looking over the borders and a sigh escaped him. Tilting his head back, a song escaped him calling the alphas of the land, calling someone to tell him about the pack- perhaps his future home. What did he have to offer a pack? He wasn?t even sure of his own skills. He was however, an able body and willing to do whatever it took to give his life meaning again. Tail came to rest beside him, as he waited for someone to appear. Perhaps this would be his new home? Speech, |