Life on Mars
06-14-2020, 05:40 PM
Askan moved parallel to the river, trotting along as a gentle breeze ruffled his coat. He was venturing closer to pack lands than he probably should have. By no means was he squatting over their border and taking a piss, but the scent that lingered on the wind was too strong to ignore. Sirus had told him a thing or two about the packs in these parts but his words weren't much for the Selwyn to go on. He'd only mentioned names, vague directions, nothing concrete or really that useful. A bare bones courtesy if Askan had ever seen one. Askan was curious, there was no denying that, but he was still pondering what his next move would be. It had taken him some time, and some effort to put his pride aside, but he'd eventually come to the conclusion that finding a pack to serve wouldn't be the worst thing ever. At the very least it was an option, if wandering the land with Raelyn didn't work out. Not that he'd seen her in a few days, but whatever, he was fairly sure she could look after herself. Even if she was useless in a fight.
The Selwyn slowed to a walk, then a stop as he came upon a fork in the river. To one side it headed east and the other west. Had he been the sort to believe in fate he would've seen this as a sign, a hint that his life would take a new direction, but instead he thought nothing of it; taking things at face value as he always did. But which way to go? He looked left and then right, his lips pursed and brows furrowed as he poked at the inside of his mouth with his tongue. Maybe he ought to close his eyes and spin in a circle, and whatever direction he faced that's where he'd go? Askan snorted at the thought, as if he'd do something so...uncouth.