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Mortis · 11-29-2020, 08:19 PM

The winged dire was exploring the Northern territories. With all the new packs in place, he felt he couldn’t walk in a straight line without bumping into one of them. Of course, he liked the wolves on each of the four packs, and wondered if, in exploring nearby, he might bump into someone he knew. It would be nice to see Resin again. His Grandmother hadn’t come back to visit much since becoming not only alpha, but a mother, too.

He went on past Abaven, thinking of sweet Theory as he passed on by the gentle natured pack, and found himself in a collection of ruins, and then a scattering of rocks. He was contemplating finding something to eat and starting the journey home, when he caught sight of a wolf splayd out upon a rock's surface. The boy flared his wings on either side of him and hopped two paws up on the rock. Personal space had never been a big thing to the overgrown yearling. With his nose close to the stranger, and a smile on his maw he asked “Whatcha going?”

"Mortis"

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