Swing Life Away-Ghost- [MATURE]

The brute wandered the lands of Seracia and wondered where his companion was. A scent hit his nose which seemed to smell like Ghost but not quite like her. His white eyes widened as he realized she was in her heat then. Only until the scent of another brute hit his nose as well. The wolf knew he should have asked Ghost earlier; he was going to but didn't know what had happened that had stopped him before. Octavian cursed under his breath as e broke into a run towards the dame's scent wherever she may be, along with that other brute who smelt like a Seracian.

Many thoughts ran through his mind as he ran past trees and leaped over rocks. What if she was to be taken already. Then what would he do. It was all so confusing of how he felt at the moment. What did he have, he only had Ghost, his only friend. But he had wanted more than that and was so close. The brute was mad at himself and it showed.

After the quick run he fell upon the white dame and the new Seracian Segar.

"Ghost" he cried out as he came upon the scene.

The onyx and white wolf stood silently as he waited for a reply. This was a bit awkward for him and his ears felt hot. Octavian's head hurt as his heart pounded in his chest. He knew noting of what to do next besides wait for an answer. Did Segar fancy Ghost too, or did he only want her for her heat. But the brute kept himself composed as he stood there and waited.