Sweetness and Lighting

*Célestin* · (This post was last modified: 12-13-2019, 11:01 AM by Célestin.)

The form of an older pack member approaching on the horizon caught his eyes, though he was too deep in his funk to bother moving too much, instead just following the approach with his eyes. It was Frostbite, Célestin shuffled slightly. He didn't know much about Frostbite, knowing only that it seemed he had some kind of power; his Uncle Torin seemed to respect him or at least listened to him but in all truth he wasn't sure what that meant for him. Uncle Torin wasn't exactly his favorite person in the world right now, even if he had to admit he didn't hate him.

The older man stopped before the mouth of the den and spoke. Célestin snorted, rolling his eyes. "I don't want to leave the pack lands again." He admitted, his tone was that of a pouting child. He wasn't going to admit too much that he had gotten the point; he'd done something bad and there were consequences for doing bad things... but it was still unfair!

Walk, "Talk", Think

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