crimson tides

YOU POINT THE BLAME. I'LL TAKE THE FALL.

"I have no questions, no further information is needed, miss. I would like to accept your Seracian offer. It seems like a place that I could call home very easily. Would you mind leading the way?" His heart leapt. He was going home, finally. These wolves would accept him for being the wolf that he was; from the sound of it, their personalities would be much like his own. It was nice to have the prospect of a safe place to rest his head at night.



His mother would have been proud, surely. With any luck, the other wolves would like him and enjoy his company.

TAG: kamala! . WORDS: 106 . NOTES: horrible muse but yay!