However, as he set off down the coastline, his attention immediately fell on a mottled stranger. Well, maybe not stranger if he was this deep in the pack lands. But certainly strange to Aresenn. The sunlight illuminated his dominantly white pelt, but certainly did a fine job of setting the patches of orange, brown, and black ablaze. He became vaguely aware of a flash of blue from above. But dismissed it as a bird in his peripheral and didn’t give him much of a second thought … until it became clear that he was sticking with the older boy. That was cool. He silently wondered how he was able to manipulate a bird into behaving like that …
Once they entered a conversational distance, he was greeted with a friendly bark, in which he flicked his ears in acknowledgment. “I’m … I’m alright.” He was in fact not alright. But it seemed like father got annoyed when he talked about it. So he chose not to. “Just kinda bored.” The young Praetor added instead. His amber gaze fell to the sand at his paws for a moment as he thought, but lit up ever so slightly when he had an idea. “My name is Aresenn. What is yours?” He asked, curious as to what the other boy would say. An introduction seemed like a good idea.
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