Two wishes...one to fulfill

OOC:ignore phone post errors

He sat on his haunches with a calm heir to himself. Black ears lay back slightly before they went perfectly perked up. Both forelegs next to one another with a haunch behind each. The paws were relaxed as the hind paws were as well. The black tail curled around the young man's body as he sat there on the border. He wasn't too far and wasn't too close. For some reason it never came to him being accepted into this pack, his father's final place he had resided in. And yet Auggie failed still to keep in contact with his Aunt. He wondered if she forgot about him a bit...maybe did, probably? With a small shake of his head the man's white gaze closed, the same gaze as his father's.

Two wishes did he hold....only one would he have be fulfilled eventually. One, to join this pack and do as his father did here, to fill that old gap that must be full of cobwebs by now. But who would care besides him? Maybe his Aunt? Or maybe he was best off on his second wish. Saying goodbye to her and packing his bags. Letting his paws take him somewhere in search of a new hope and a new life. He could always join his Uncle and cousins in Valhalla but that didn't seem like any fun. He was a nice man though and his mother was alive even. Yet he didn't want to go back. Augustus was still a nobody, or at least he classified himself as one. What was the point of this anymore? He would find out...and fulfill a wish would be do.

The young man's eyes slowly opened to reveal his white orbs. He felt line his Uncle...after all is a part of that side of the family. A forbidden mixture, a freak. But what would have happened if his mother's side hadn't been killed off? First, he would have been killed. Second, he could have brought peace. Or a war would have happened either way. But as his Uncle said...he was special. An heir to both thrones...and he knew he could easily go back to the Pack of Night and claim what was rightfully his father's and not his Uncle Pontifex's. but yet his Uncle was here now, who was in lead now? Would he ever find out or stay here?

Inky lips rose towards the sky as Augustus let out a beckoning howl. He howled for his Aunt and hopefully for an old friend of his father's. Auggie needed help with his decision and a bit of encouragement. He was his father's legacy in the making and he wouldn't have anyone put him down anymore!

If Augustus was going to be out down he would rather put himself down! Right now he had himself..so he composed himself as his Uncle Thane did the day they had talked on Valhallan soil. He still smelled a bit like Valhalla but knew it wouldn't be that strong from a border visit for a day. With a sigh he looked down at his pelt, taking in the tufts of puppy fur poking out of his adult coat. They were still there, well he had always been a late bloomer and still is...also a preemie puppy. But what else had stopped him? This never had and it never will. Augustus had a strong heart like his father....and he would carry it with pride.

His white gaze lay still and firm on the border as a soft breeze blew by. It caressed him gently as it blew by.

"I'll try...for you." he whispered to the wind.