spirits in my head and they won't go
ft gustav
07-19-2019, 05:54 PM
He couldn't help but feel the urge to travel again within this past year. The only reason he had joined Abaven was to help Shaye, but in the end she didn't need the help. She was able to work through her problems on her own proving to be a strong women. Although this left him back at square one and the traveling male was getting antsy again. He had been seriously thinking over requesting to part from Abaven and go back to traveling again. There was nothing that solidly tied him down to Abaven anymore, so why was he holding back on leaving Abaven? He would push his thoughts aside as he quietly made his way through the trees, heading towards the source of water he could smell. He needed the air of unclaimed territory and to find himself something else to do for once. He too was looking for a break from the pack and the duties he tried his best to do. As he grew closer to the lake his dark orange eyes would catch the sight of a silky white wolf, lapping at the surface of the lake. He would stop remaining within the tree line as he quietly observed for a few moments. He had never seen her before, but he couldn't help but stare for a few moments. A coat so pure in color was not someone one came by too often anymore. It wasn't long before she realized his presence and called out. Casually he moved through the treeline into the open, where she could see him. "Good evening, pardon me if I'm intruding," his deep tones would reply.
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