The night was quite aside from the sounds of the crickets and the owls. He had grown fond of the nighttime because of how peaceful it was and because of how well he blended in with the darkness. The troubled boy had grown used to doing his own thing and being a ghost of the pack. Without his out going sisters he had no one to push him into interacting or doing anything he would normally hesitate with. He would admit that it was lonesome, how he had been living, but he wasn't sure how o change his life and was to fearful to get really close with anyone. Anyone close to him had died or disappeared and the boy feared that he had become cursed.
He growled lightly and shook his head trying to rid his thoughts and clear his mind. He would need to find something to occupy himself so he could quit thinking about his life, current and past. He was just about to rise from his spot and get moving when the women's soft voice called out to him making his ears shoot forward in attention. Bi colored eyes quickly zeroed in on her as he sat up straight looking at her in an odd calmness.
Her coat pattern looked vary familiar and he tried to search through his mind to remember who she was. It was likely he saw her at the last pack meeting, perhaps her rank was promoted or something? He couldn't rightly remember and it was vary frustrating. Of course at the time he was still in no mind frame to absorb that pack meeting. The dark coated boy felt at loss with words, unsure of how to answer her yet his attention was all hers. He didn't try to run, no, the boy stayed put. He was no coward and would not run from her.
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