blend right in
12-04-2013, 03:11 PM
He was simply wandering now, still uncertain about where to go and what to do with his life. His little island life with Smee was no longer secret, and once they were discovered it was easy to leave it behind. It had no sentimental value to him - it was merely a means to an end, an end that the navigator couldn't help but wonder if he would ever reach. He longed to reclaim his home, to make it what he had always wanted it to be, but who would side with him? Who would go on such a journey and make war with a foreign pack they did not know? No one, he decided. Especially not the packs here. What was revenge worth, anyway? He had lost so much already in this quest, in addition to avoiding friendships and close acquaintances because he knew that none would truly support his quest. The ones who might were the ones he didn't want involved at all. Killian wasn't willing to risk them... And couldn't say he was truly willing to risk himself either. The brute lay curled around himself in the midst of the cluster of trees, his companion silently sleeping atop his side. He was thankful for the marten's warmth now - he had sheltered the creature from the sleet as they had made their way here, and now the favor was being repaid. As he pondered his new life in Alacritia and what it truly meant, a quick bark grabbed his attention. His ears perked to attention as he gently tilted to lower his sleeping friend to the dirt floor before walking leisurely toward the sound. Ruby orbs would meet a set eerily similar to his own as he came to the edge of the cluster. The brute would tilt his head to the side as he examined the small wolf. What's that you have there? His tone was it's usual alluring melody, with a hint of laughter hidden within. A flirt was something Killian seldom knew how not to be. Speech, |
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