One Is The Loneliest Number

*Laisrén* · (This post was last modified: 02-23-2017, 06:40 PM by Laisrén.)

Things had been rather quiet for quite some time now and he was beginning to feel a bit depressed. His mother had died, his father had seemed to fallen into a pit of depression over his loss, his older siblings were either gone or too busy, and his litter mates had disappeared. He was beginning to feel like the family had fallen apart and even more since he returned from his visit to Lirim. Faite and Zuriel were doing great and he had a bunch of nieces and nephews now, but home was beginning to feel empty and cold and the young male was starting to question what he would do with his life. He never wanted to leave unless he was forced because his family was everything.

The young man was a protector and a fighter, but when Faite parted to create her pack, he lost his mentor and who he would have been able to spar with. Now he was unsure who to look towards and he didn't feel that he was ready for the battlefield yet. He had the lay of the pack lands memorized and everyday he patrolled them, but he desired more training and more practice.

Huffing the tall and thick muscled boy trudged along, having just finished his patrols he was looking for something else to do. So he decided to wander around and see if anyone was interested in spending some time with him. Hey maybe he would even stumble across something that was worth the effort of hunting. He headed towards the lake hoping to pick up a scent trail there, but when he got there he spotted one of the newly turned yearlings sprinting around the lake. His ears drew forward in interest before he let out a loud bark before he continued to approach.

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One Is The Loneliest Number

Laisrén