Let Go (TORTUGANS AND APPROVED WOLVES ONLY)

*Gitan* · 12-07-2013, 02:48 AM

Gitan

The man was giving his whole being for his home, driving the memories of the white woman from his mind, lest he lose himself fully in her. He would make the trip with them to their new homes. He would be behind slightly behind the Re and to the left, front paws in line with the blind man?s back ones. He would use himself as a living shield, aware that they were most vulnerable as of right now. Still any and all attackers would have to fight their way through a throng of Tortugans to get anywhere near the king and his queen. The pack might have seemed helpless with a blind man to lead it but they were strong, united behind the king who had inspired loyalty in them, not through blood, or simply demanding it, but through being devoted to his members first, a devotion that was easily returned under the circumstance.
The pair was leading their pack towards the shoreline of Alacristis, a slight bump in the horizon telling him there was an island somewhere up there. The pack would push for it, paws leaving solid ground to push at water, cold as it was in winter it felt strangely refreshing, washing away the sins and pain of their old home to accept a new reality. The swim would take some time, time he spent allowing himself the rare time to think, though he annexed any thoughts of the girl in the snowy pelt.
Finally though paws would brush against the shore and he would pull himself from the water, legs aching some. He would shake himself dry, thick coat fluffing up before turning back to help any wolf who might need assistance.

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

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