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Benson

"Scream, run."

Benson started to rise from his position against the wall. "W-well o-okay. If you say it's safe." though he felt nervousness around his gut when he thought about what Beau had said. The male had sounded so confident how could Ben even think about doing that? Everything and anything terrified him and he still mildly shook even as he began out of the cave. Having to adjust his eyes to the sun he felt it warm his fur as he fluffed out his striped pelt.

"It's spring?" he asked with a tilt of his head. The wind tended to smell that way if he was not mistaken. How many seasons had passed, last he remembered was it getting cold - the leaves falling off the tree's. Had it been months since he remembered being on the battlefield with scary wolves around him. He whimpered mildly and his ears flattened as he crouched near the sand. Why'd he have to be like this?

MADE BY MINNIE of BTN