All In A Day's Work

Wylan · 07-01-2024, 10:51 PM

Wylan groggily made his way from the Woods where his treehouse was, to the Col where most of the packs stores were kept. He’d thought he’d find some cold remedies around the den, but it seemed Oleander had taken pretty much all the medical supplies when he had moved out. Ollie. He pushed aside thoughts of his brother, and stumbled into the supply den. He ignored the faint scent of the hot springs - though a hot bath sounded kind of good about now - and instead turned to the right, where most of the pack's supplies were kept.

Yes, he could have gone to Oleander’s new clinic. But he didn’t want to look at his brothers awesome new set up, and see how happy he was. Thoughts of his brother were still a tender point right now. Turning into the supply den, he almost walked into a wolf. “Oh, sorry Igg--” Wait, this wolf was far too dark in color to be Ignita. He sniffed, and rubbed his red eyes. This cold was really doing a number on him. “Oh, sorry, I didn’t see you there.” He said, folding his wings a little tighter in as he moved to wiggle past them.

Under normal circumstances, Wylan was ecstatic to meet new people. But between his cold, and Oleander and Seneca leaving the treehouse, he was just feeling miserable. Too miserable to work up to his usual bouncy, energetic self.

WC: 246
Total: 522

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