ardent

-- didn't know i was lost



Oberon I

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
68
size
Medium
build
-
posts
47
player
09-24-2013, 11:51 AM (This post was last modified: 09-30-2013, 05:30 PM by Epiphron.)




The black sand was an interesting sight for Oberon's multi-colored gaze. The peach and black male had found himself here on the cool autumn day, his limbs carrying him easily from the eastern expanses of the land that he had come to love so dearly to the deepest parts of Southern Alacritia. Somewhere nearby, there was a pack, Oberon had heard, but he wanted nothing to do with it. No, what Oberon truly desired was peace and quiet and a respite from the company of others. As much as he loved his family, and tolerated the other members of Ludicael, it was difficult for him to deal with them for long.

And so, Oberon found himself wandering once more, his paws carrying him smoothly across the ground. For a moment after leaving Ludicael's territory, he had hesitated with his gaze pointed in the direction of the smoking Mount Vulcan before he turned his head away and set off on his own. Today, he truly needed to be alone. As easy as Artemis was to be around, he did need to be well and truly alone every once in a while.

That was what had drawn the young male to this mysterious beach. The black sand shifted beneath his paws much as normal sand would as he picked his dainty way along, ears swivelling wildly in an attempt to pick up any sort of sound. Were there any other wolves out there? Oberon rather doubted it. It was unlikely that any other wolves had been drawn to these lonely lands.



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