ardent

You can't learn to live until you die



Bass

Loner

age
7 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Large
build
Heavy
posts
928
player
Evelyn

Famous
01-29-2017, 11:02 AM



He had stopped worrying about his silent pack, it just wasn't worth it anymore. With a sigh he sat on the top of his den, wondering if it was even worth it to hold a meeting. Every one of his meetings had been full of disappointment and warnings of activity, and yet still nothing changed. He had had quite an influx of new members, but trainings weren't being held. It didn't help that he didn't have any higher ranking wolves either, leaving it all on his shoulders. Maybe a battle training would be better than a meeting, at least for now. Flicking his tail behind him, he decided to do a border patrol first and then come back to the plains to call for everyone. His ears were fully alert as he cut his way across the snake riddled grounds, only pausing when the scent of Storm crossed his nose. It was a bit different than he remembered, but he didn't pay too much mind to it. While there was a nagging feeling of familiarity to it, he ignored it. It was probably just because she was out looking for herbs. He hadn't seen the white and black female for a little bit though, so he made his way to her den to check up on her.

Soon enough the female came into view, but he didn't see her bird anywhere. His head tilted to the side as he cleared his throat, coming over to her left side. He glanced at what looked like a grave at her paws, his eyes opening wide. Mixed with her somber attitude, he could only assume that someone had died. But who? He swallowed, could it be her companion? The crow usually was always at her side, it wasn't normal that he wouldn't be lurking somewhere. Swallowing hard, he let out a soft whine and bumped his nose against her shoulder. He once again noticed the slight change in her scent, but pushed it aside. She was grieving, now was not the time to ask her why she smelled funny.



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