Take me down, Take me up

*Dragneel* · 07-10-2013, 02:42 PM

He had lost his home twice, maybe he should just go to Valhalla? But then he would end up following his brother around as usual. As soon as Dragneel was starting to like thinking for himself he was thrown back into a ravine again. Wanting nothing more than for someone to tell him what to do and for him to make them happy. The runt stood at 24 inches in height no taller, and along with the fact that he could fight just didn't do it unless commanded to. Dragneel's unsettling red eyes looked around, he had heard if you waited here, someone would come to take you to their pack. Dragneel at this point didn't know where else to go, he didn't care who took him in and he'd be just as happy if he were to be made into a slave. Valhallans could come claim him, but he'd still end up trying to follow his brother around since he was so insecure about the whole thinking for yourself thing. He gave a heavy sigh, the male having dark coated fur brownish red in color natural, but still dark. Along with a long scar across his muzzle his back claws on both legs were missing never to grow back again since his fight with a bear. His wound from his brother still hadn't healed leaving his right leg with long thick teeth marks in them. Though they didn't hurt at all anymore.

Dragneel raised his head and let out a howl, nice and clean to let all the wolves here know he was here. Those who were ready to take him to his new home were welcome. So he sat back his red eyes looking about the barren place. Who would come to take him away, from all sensibility now. From all of his behaviors has he had tried his hardest. The ex tortugan lowered his head and closed his eyes this was his fate so be it, things were hard for him to think now.

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