When the storm just beats you down
07-07-2017, 02:41 AM
Exodus felt a little nervous as he explored the moor alone. He hadn't spent a lot of time here, preferring to stick to the plains where he could see clearly across the endless expanse of land and sky. Here, it was misty and thick with foliage. He wasn't sure which direction he was going, except for the fuzzy sight of the sun through the mist that helped him reorient himself. Ivory-dipped paws brushed softly through the thick heather as his multi-hued gaze searched around, taking in his surroundings as he wondered what he would find here. Perhaps if he traveled here often enough, he would learn his way around, and see the value in this part of Celestial's territory. For now, he wasn't sure he quite liked it, but he was more than willing to give it the benefit of the doubt.
He did like that it was quiet and refreshing; there was a certain sense of peace he felt as he meandered by himself, locked in his own world by the fog. It felt like there couldn't possibly be anyone else here. Wait, was there someone here? He suddenly caught the scent of another wolf, someone not familiar to him, and he wasn't sure if this wolf was part of Celestial. But no one was dumb enough to just walk into a pack's territory if they didn't belong there, right? Still, he felt a little on edge, but he was eager to do his duty if he had just discovered a trespasser. He picked up his pace as he headed toward the scent, and as it grew stronger, he knew he had found the unknown wolf.
With a bark to alert the other wolf, he leapt forward, closing the distance until he saw the wolf's colourful coat. "Who goes there?" he called out, still padding forward. He wasn't going to get hostile with this wolf unless he discovered that they were a trespasser - what an embarrassment it would be if he found himself confronting a pack mate without knowing it. So he kept his approach mild, waiting for the other wolf to respond.
He did like that it was quiet and refreshing; there was a certain sense of peace he felt as he meandered by himself, locked in his own world by the fog. It felt like there couldn't possibly be anyone else here. Wait, was there someone here? He suddenly caught the scent of another wolf, someone not familiar to him, and he wasn't sure if this wolf was part of Celestial. But no one was dumb enough to just walk into a pack's territory if they didn't belong there, right? Still, he felt a little on edge, but he was eager to do his duty if he had just discovered a trespasser. He picked up his pace as he headed toward the scent, and as it grew stronger, he knew he had found the unknown wolf.
With a bark to alert the other wolf, he leapt forward, closing the distance until he saw the wolf's colourful coat. "Who goes there?" he called out, still padding forward. He wasn't going to get hostile with this wolf unless he discovered that they were a trespasser - what an embarrassment it would be if he found himself confronting a pack mate without knowing it. So he kept his approach mild, waiting for the other wolf to respond.