Nightwalker

The male had been thankful that he hadn't had a lapse in memory lately. Tan was enjoying the moments of complete control, no voice over his head nothing. He knew it was only a matter of time before he was plagued by such a thing though. His paws carried him over the Mangrove with the moon high in the sky. Snow scattering the ground. Winter, he scoffed to himself, the worse season that he could be entering. Well he did suppose it was the reason for his sudden stability. It didn't take long for him to see another wolf not far from him.

What was one such as himself out this late at night? Shouldn't most wolves be settling down for the night. Then again he could ask the same question about himself. Normally Tanelan would simply continue on his way, but he decided to stop for a moment. The wolf seemed to be staring at the stars above. "Is there something you're looking for?" he asked tilting his head to one side. The male had never been overly religious, but at his core he did believe that something was out there.