Nowhere To Turn

*Soul* · Updated 01/13/23:

Beat was gentle in a way that reminded him of momma! The boy leaned into his father's touch and when asked if he could walk nodded enthusiastically. Whether he could easily keep up with the man was another question entirely and not one that crossed his mind, far as he was aware he'd only been asked if he could walk, and while he'd never been as good at it as his siblings he could in fact navigate space, even if it was a little unsteady. "I can walk!" He said with only the self assuredness of a child with no real life experience could muster.

So he stumbled after his father for a bit, tripping over his own paws, tripping over every dip in the ground, and he must had've tripped a few too many times because eventually he found himself being carried by the man. Which was all the same to him, gave the boy more time to adjust to all the new sounds and smells. "Woooow, that's a lotta wolves." He said, drawing in the unfamiliar smells. "D'you know all of em?" He asked, a million other questions already starting to form in his overactive mind.

He was set down and Beat called for... someone. While he waited Soul set about sniffing at his immediate area, but it was almost overpowering the smell of all these strangers. There was also a loud noise that pounded in his ears. "What's that noise?" He asked, moving his muzzle towards the rapids he could not see. Then another more pressing question popped into his mind. He toddled over to his father, and pushed into the man's paws, tipping his head back to ask: "I call momma, momma... what do I call you?" The boy did not have a real grasp on what it meant to have a father, afterall he hadn't realized he even had one before this morning (evening), but Beat was his and he already was very fond of him!

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Nowhere To Turn

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