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LORD SATCHEL.
He never got tired of this shit.
Nosing his way around the frozen wasteland he exhaled a frosted sigh. As usual he was taking his sweet time in settling down finding it no use to compulsively fallow the masses. Besides He earned some time off, after all. Out here it was mostly silence, relishing the chance to get lost inside himself. His heart beat stuttering inside his fickle chest, never content till the day he roamed no more.
It didn't take long however to realize he was not entirely alone out here. He smelled him first, torn instantly between slinking off out of sight or giving in to overwhelming curiosity. He went with the latter of course, some things he'd just never learn. He crept towards the source of the disturbance, peering with caution around a rather large boulder. What a magnificent creature. The other male was a stunning ash color with vivid markings, and at first he was almost ashamed to be seen in such company. He himself possessed nothing more then a dirty white pelt and electric orange eyes. But he'd never been much of the shy type, and after a moments hesitation he emerged to embrace all possibilities.
' I hope your not as lost as I feel." he kept a respectful distance, head tilted as he gazed steadily upon the man. He hadn't seen such a handsome face since Zen, heart jolting once at the thought of the name. However Zen was long since buried, and he remained so terribly alive. Basking in the atmosphere between them, wondering how it ever got this way.