Beating Heart
09-16-2013, 10:05 PM
The desert was a place he had come to know with a sort of fondness. Though he had been born in snow capped mountains, for many months his home had been towering plateaus and dusty chaparral. He didn't yet know where home would be here, but he was fine with not knowing just yet. The magic in life was found in the unknown, after all. Well, at least he thought so. Besides, the freedom that came with being pack less was in many ways refreshing. He was learning so much about the world, and his way of thinking was constantly shifting in a way that would have never been possible had he stayed around the same faces for the rest of his life. Somewhat parallel to him, a bright flash of white and crimson made its way across the flat ground. He paused his brisk trot to watch the wolf as it ran, able to distinguish very little beyond basic physical appearances. His curiosity piqued, Solaris changed his angle and gave chase. The other wolf was pretty fast, but he maintained the distance between them with ease. She'd likely been running a lot longer than him, he thought, testing then scent on the breeze. Minutes later he watched her disappear down into a random wash, and slowed to a walk. He didn't want to make it seem like he was following her. Well, he was following her, but that didn't mean it had to look that way. He could just casually walk up a few minutes later like it was a total coincidence. And from the opposite direction! No, wait, she would have seen him in the distance if that were true. Hmm. Peeking over into the small ravine, he looked the palmettos over before his gaze landed and lingered on Azalea's form curled beneath one of the familiar trees. "Hi! I mean--uh, greetings, miss. I didn't think I'd run into anyone else out here in all this space." Speech, |