My Heart Beats Strong

*Gitan* · 12-15-2013, 02:59 AM

Gitan

The man had been somewhat on edge since the move, he had done his best to help where he could but there was little he could really do. He had been forced to stand aside as the golden queen was taken from their grasp and forced to watch as Taurig and his sister had gone to retrieve her, since then well? he had made himself busy by keeping up his border patrols. They were not really a pack, not anymore anyways. They were however a large group, they would have a kingdom once again and for now he simply sought to keep them safe, until Taurig made his next step and they ascended to their next phase.
Paws treaded lightly around the outskirts of the island, the stench of salt stung his nose and masked most other scents, still his ears were erect and green orbs wide to catch any sight, any sign of movement. Old habits would die hard it seemed as he caught the vague whiff of another pack, the scent so intermingled with the salt that it was hard to make out, a growl would rumble up from his chest. He would pick up his pace some, intent on following the scent. It would lead him farther into the territory and he would find himself irritated that he hadn?t caught it earlier. Then her call would reach him, a howl meant for him, a siren?s song to pull him in.
He was running then, pounding through the small layer of snow to find her, to answer her. All the thoughts he had been repressing would come swimming up to the forefront of his mind. He would burst out from the brush off to her right side, barley skidding to an abrupt halt before rushing towards her again. He would press up into her lavishing her with licks. He pulled back for a moment flashing her a grin, "Good to see you again Mon Ange. " He would then go back to covering her in kisses, his worries forgotten for the moment.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think

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