broken like me
12-26-2017, 03:48 PM
Diarmuid wasn't used to wandering so far from the outskirts of Celestial. While he'd been given permission to enter the packlands if he gave a warning, he didn't feel quite right doing so - but he'd grown more than comfortable on the lands bordering their territories, from the vast expanse of desert rock to the east to the stretch of sand and palmetto trees to the north. Though he'd grown accustomed to the dryer, cooler lands of western Boreas that certainly wasn't to say he favored that sort of climate. Rather, he found himself longing for the cooler and darker forests of his youth, but he didn't well on such things for long. Regrets were fruitless, and dreaming just as much a waste of time, at least in his mind. Instead, he made it a point to spend a bit of time in... more heavily vegetated lands, at least for a short time. As winter droned on, and a touch of warmth started to creep into the lands, the ravine seemed to be springing back to life. It wasn't hard, here, since snow seldom stuck around these parts for long, but the earth still seemed to be coming back to life still. A heavy sigh left the male's lips as he navigated carefully down the side of the ravine. It seemed a slightly less-than-safe trek - one that could easily result in injury if a wolf wasn't being careful enough, but far from the most dangerous place he'd ever been. His heavy paws were careful as he wandered down the side of the valley, claws aiming to cling to roots and rocks lodged into the dirt to give him traction - and before long he was on solid ground at the bottom of the ravine, gaze taking in his surroundings. He was grateful for the scent of dirt and grass in his nose for once, rather than that of sand and desert rock. |
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