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What a wonderful day for murder



Miach

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
3
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
59
player
04-26-2017, 12:51 AM (This post was last modified: 04-26-2017, 01:05 AM by Shrapnel.)


He woke up early that morning to find his sister and mother still asleep. He'd slept by the mouth of the den already plotting his escape from the place. Half a year old and he couldn't even leave the pack lands, how stupid was that? If it hadn't been for that stupid fucker, he couldn't even remember his name, that had gotten himself attacked in pack lands he was sure he'd have been allowed to leave. Now that he'd ruined it Miach was pretty pissed off about it. He was tired of seeing the same lands over and over. He wanted adventure, and mischief, and something a hell of a lot better than sitting around doing nothing all day.

It was easy to sneak away with his family sleeping - he made sure not to make any noise as he slipped out of the den. He already knew that if anyone saw him leave or smelled his scent he'd be in big trouble so he headed towards the river first. He'd picked up a few tricks at least. Ritsy's scent had been washed away by the water so so long as he covered his scent he'd be good, right? He waded in the water and traveled down stream for a bit until he found a nice muddy spot where he then persisted to roll in it and coat himself thoroughly. He wasn't quite sure if it'd work but it was the only idea he had. He certainly didn't like the idea of being muddy for long, but he didn't want to be in trouble either. He was smarter than that.

Once he was thoroughly coated in mud he set off on land and constantly checked behind him to make sure he wasn't being followed. Good, no one in sight and he couldn't smell anyone either. He trotted over the territory line with a grin on his face and then proceeded at a dog to get as far away as possible. He didn't slow down until he was sure that he was a good distance away that he could slow down.

It was hours later when he finally stumbled across the underground river. He'd happened on it by chance but he easily took the opportunity for a drink and do wash himself off. The mud had dried long ago and had started falling off in clumps, but some still stuck to the longer parts of his fur and was starting to make his skin itchy. He'd caught a mouse not long ago so there was no need for food, but traveling in the desert had made him thirsty so he padded towards the river. He paid no attention to the roots overhead, nor the obvious beauty of the secluded landscape around him, as he headed towards the river. He waded in it until it came to his chin before ducking under the surface and washing himself until he couldn't hold his breath any longer. Once he'd cleaned off all the mud he headed towards the shore and stopped when it was chest level so he could drink his fill. Once his thirst was quenched for the time being he looked around. He'd gotten elaborate when he'd thought of how to sneak out, but now that he'd escaped for an adventure he had no idea what to do with himself. What was he supposed to do now? It was rather boring without company which was irritating. This was a problem he hadn't foreseen.

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