You've Got a Friend in Me?
10-12-2013, 11:26 PM
He had been alone for so long now. His parents had disappeared, though he had gotten lucky. He had made it to Glaciem, and Isardis had taken him in, Irin had done well in raising him, and recently he had found one of his own siblings. Though he had had his share of pain, life was oddly good for him now. He was happy. As he grew he had spent more and more of his time exploring the territories surrounding the pack lands of Glaciem, getting to know each land, and slowly working out which parts of the territory he liked, and which he didn?t. Exploring when one was half-blind, seeing only one side of the world was interesting, and not as easy as one would imagine. His white front paws sank lightly in the sand, as the freezing winter wind bit into his fur. Strolling along the cove, he looked around for anything that might have been interesting, anything that might make this land more appealing to him, and he almost missed the small figure lying in the ground. His head would swing back his good eye catching the shape of the form and he moved towards it. As he got closer, he could hear sobs, and realized that they were coming from a wolf, a wolf younger than he. Sympathy and pity washed over him, as he moved forward, coming close to the young pup. ?Hey there, are you okay?? He murmured gently, his head leaning down to sniff the small pup, and bump her gently with his muzzle. Speech, |