No One Said I Had To Be Good

*Gilgamesh* · 09-09-2021, 02:10 PM

Word in the world spoke of a place where wolves went to fight. Gilgamesh was quick to make his way from the North to see for his own eyes. While he preferred to stay in the colder climates of Boreas, he wasn't going to resist a chance at making his way through the world without any glory. His paws hit the dirt as his yellowed eyes looked over the rocky plains. There wasn't any doubt that he had made it to the right place. Here and there, and well everywhere, dirt speckled the dried grass and the edges of ponds. Surely he could find a competitor or two to accept his challenge.

Standing tall and proud with his chest puffed out slightly, Gil tilted his muzzle skyward. As the sun rose over the horizon, casting brilliant light over a once darkened field, he let loose a deep howl. His ears perked forward as he listened to it echo. Searching eagerly for his first formal contender, his tail twitched. Patient, he knew it might take a while for someone to accept. Content to wait, the speckled black and grey wolf stood lazily now by the edge of a pond.

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No One Said I Had To Be Good

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