Riviera
01-19-2014, 02:12 PM
Quote:Don't know anything about you; so close, just a touch away
Borden Rivera stood strong and proud as he gazed around the Dreamer's Col. The man was cautious, weary yet nothing he ever saw seemed to faze him. His wits were about him as he moved forward with precision and accuracy. A small glint of happiness cascaded over him like a waterfall of desire. There were things that he wanted in life. A family. A pack. They called him honor, loyalty, and dignity. Above all they called him freedom. He did things; he tried things that others would only ever dream about. His parents had named the white male after a daredevil loner who had made an impression at the borders. This impression was of freedom. Borden felt like he could jump across gorges. Flying? Sometimes he believed he could. Above all, he was dangerous to himself.
Sometimes he was just too free.