Wanderer

*Gitan* · 08-26-2013, 07:11 PM

He had already spent some amount of time in the north but it did not fail to surprise him that the weather could be this cold even in the summer. It seemed weird to him that there?d be snow here, now. Despite it all he pushed ahead, determined as hell to find the cave he had heard so much about. Rumors abounded about how the cave had come to be filled with so many drawings, though it seemed widely accepted that they had been put there by humans. His paws were growing very wet very quickly. The warmth of his skin had it melting rather quickly, of which he was very happy about. Getting snow out of his coat was always a bitch.
Finally he saw the yawning opening of what could only be the cavern he was looking for. He quickly pushed towards it eager to be out of the snow and wind. Immediately stepping inside his dull green eyes grew wide. The walls and even some of the lower parts of the roof were covered in many many images, men and wolves, large furry beats, cats with large fangs barred, all of it heavily suggesting the influence of man. He was so wrapped in his wonder that Gitan did not see the small male till he had tripped over him. Gitan did not fall, stumbling instead before managing a shaky recovery.
He would wheel quickly around, both to see exactly what and who had tripped him and to check if the other wolf was alright.

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