miles on your heart

C A S I M I R
he strode some ways from home on a personal, rather intimate mission. armada was a busy pack with many events taking place. the raid for one, and the task of constant progression filled his que often. but today, he set forth ideas of securing a love life. a special someone-, a connection of sorts. a slow one surely, but a potential he wanted to grasp, nonetheless.
the large alabaster male galloped until he saw many trees with soft rays beaming through the canopies above. casimir stood out as his inky nose trailed her. the scent fresh and new to his snout that flared, eager for more. his crimson eyes then fetched forward, his own hesitation causing him to pause as his head slowly rose from the terrain. was he ready for this?
seconds of ponder gave way to a thoughtful step forward, then two, then three. and it's here he discovered the womanly thing. closer and closer he drew to his sought out encounter. could one relate that casimir took his life by the horns? a director in his own life, he honed in on what he wanted. it was who he was.


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