ardent

A New Light



Torin

Loner

age
7 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Extra large
build
Medium
posts
413
player
Lolaf
04-10-2018, 03:54 PM (This post was last modified: 08-28-2020, 12:01 PM by Torin.)

Torin had found his paws drawing him away from the pack more often than not lately; he'd been denying himself the wanderlust he had been experiencing, determined to keep busy around the pack and keeping an eye on his sister's quickly growing brood. Even then the pack had grown too quiet lately; his mother seemed to have drifted off again and now even Rory was becoming harder to hunt down. Most of his family seemed to have drifted away in fact, Kairi and Jaidah were hardly surprising and even Breasal had been scarce for a long time but Rory was simply an anomaly.

That meant that Jewell and Zell were the only ones left and even his adoptive sister had been quiet and withdrawn as of late, as for his father... well Torin didn't exactly feel like he could approach the man with his anxieties right now. Not that he didn't trust his father to understand but he simply wasn't sure how to face Zell anymore.

Finally the quiet had driven him nearly mad and Torin finally relented; allowing his paws to carry him easily over the borders. Almost automatically he found his paws drawing him towards the last place he'd seen Jen and once he caught himself the male quickly changed his direction. It was times like these that he wished he was better at dealing with strangers, maybe if he'd made any friends he wouldn't have felt quite so alone; he felt almost certain that Jen would have understood, she seemed to truly get his desire for solitude but need for companionship...

With a deep sigh Torin shook the memory of the woman from his memory, it wouldn't do to dwell and he certainly couldn't be sure she would have understood anything; she had been a stranger in the end and he had allowed himself to become attached, which was his own fault.

Slowly the desert fell away beneath his paws, being replaced with lush colorful landscapes. Taking a deep breath, Torin allowed his mind to go blank. The strong earthy scents of herbs and flowers flooded his senses and Torin closed his eyes. The faint and feminine scent of another wolf finally reaching him and slowly Torin opened his dual toned eyes.

Of course he never seemed to run into other men when he was out... well except for Ashiel... He pondered for a moment. He had only just been thinking about how anti-social he felt and yet he was still wary of others; especially women... they hadn't exactly been kind to him.

With a sigh he slowly approached, her form rising up before him.

"Silent Treatment" & Deep thoughts