Tetanus Central [Fitz]

Fitz had come to accept the odd shapes as some form of rock, more solid and oddly formed but what else could it be? He needed to find more wolves to share the truth of Nytalen. As he brought more to believe in the deity then the more power Nytalen was sure to give him. Being without a pack was certainly a different lifestyle but considering the disgust he had for those in his prior pack it wasn’t all together a bad thing. He still liked the idea of followers that would choose to stay with him and help share the truth.

The sun had risen about halfway so as to cast shadows through the land of scrap metal as he came in sight of where Abby was resting. His eyes lifted to spot the interesting markings on the new wolf’s coat. Perfect! Another wolf he could share the truth with and hope she became a true follower of Nytalen. Sharing the truth would be much easier after he hand even a pawfull of others working with him.

“Hello,” offered cordially as Fitz called out to her.