One Is The Loneliest Number
02-23-2017, 12:20 PM
 It was summer, and that meant that he was a whole year old now. The boy was no longer that, fully grown and surpassing even his father in height. His paws finally fit his body, his head no longer looking out of proportion. However, he was far more sober than he was only a few seasons ago. Fable didn't know what to think anymore, most of his siblings were gone and both his mother and father were distant. He understood that they had been busy with pack things, and Creed wasn't exactly a spring chicken anymore. So as the days wore on his joyous manners fell as he became far more stoic looking. Sitting on the edge of Wolfpaw lake, he still hadn't been able to find it within himself to leave the pack borders. He was old enough to do so, but it still didn't feel quite right. His Da had spoken about a trip, which had grabbed his interest for a few minutes. But now here he sat, staring down at his reflection in the glass-like surface. With a grumble he lashed out with a front paw, striking at the water to break up his face into a number of small ripples. He was never good enough for them, was he? Glory and Knight were gone, even though he tried his best to do things with them. Valor was quiet and he didn't know where Exodus was. His mother and father too... was he not working hard enough to prove his worth? His growl turned into a whine as he rose to his paws, blue and yellow eyes looking out across the lake. He would show them, he would show them all that he was worth their time and more! With a determined nod he leaped into a sprint, racing his way around the lake. He would keep working until he was bigger and stronger, letting them see just how much he cared for them. Just how much he needed to feel love. "SPEAK" |