ardent

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Haru

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
103
size
Medium
build
Balanced
posts
17
player
09-25-2021, 01:51 PM
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Well, today was the day. Nervous excitement was alight within him, but he kept a firm grip on the reigns, unwilling to let himself come off as a pup when he wasn't one. Still, glimpses of it could be seen in the bounce that lingered in his step and the subtle wagging of his tail behind them. Haru had always wanted to join a pack. It was a longing that had consumed him ever since he was young enough to leave the den and learn the stories of the packs around them; of their ferocity, of their loyalty toward each other, of the unyielding bond that came along with the word 'pack'. If he'd had the confidence to do it then he probably would have tried joining up with one a long time ago, but he didn't want to run the risk of being rejected simply because he was young and inexperienced, a potential liability rather then a positive influence.

And so he'd forced himself to be patient and let himself learn and grow, to make those first few years of his life meaningful and worth something. And now, well, he was proud to announce that his efforts had paid off. No longer was he a tall, gangly youth with too much leg to keep from being clumsy. His body had filled out, and thanks to a regular routine of staying active he now possessed a rather impressive build, still lean and built more towards the speed aspect than the strength, but his broad chest and strong legs let him throw his weight around when it was needed. He'd become quite the hunter as an adult, and he was banking on his speed and stamina to win him a place in a group, along with his willingness to work hard and bre his teeth when necessary, for as much of a hunter as Haru was, he was no pushover in a scrap either, and would gladly fight to defend his territory and packmates.

And so his paws had brought him to the border of the territory, slowing to a halt when the scentlines marking the invisible line made themselves known. Honey brown fur was tussled by the wind as bright green eyes shone, scanning the territory ahead of him for any signs that someone was near. He hoped they were, and without wasting another moment he tilted his head back to let loose a howl for the Alpha.