Odd markings, in first place

N/A · 01-30-2014, 05:33 PM

Still no sign of his family. How was it possible that he hadn't gotten even a whiff of any wolves who could be remotely related to him? Again the Black knight would have to remind himself that he couldn't keep his expectations too high. It was after all only the 3rd day since he'd arrived in this new place. Perhaps it would take some time to track down the family that was rumored to be hanging around here, but Pulsus had time. He only had time and he use his extensive amount of it to trace down the other wolves that were part of his family.

His straying led him to another body of water, though this particular one was much smaller and more contained than the bay he had visited the day before. The water was placid, looking very tranquil in its confinement as he moved along the edge of the lake, crown tilted in the direction of the water, mismatched eyes running over his features. He wasn't anything remarkable to look at it; if anything he was something of a strange sight. Only half of his face, the top portion, was covered in the sooty color that extended down towards his right forelimb, bathing it completely. His tail was covered in the same color, but the rest of him was a ghostly pale white. He wasn't sure where he got his looks from, but he knew they were certainly not normal on a certain level. He didn't really care much, he wasn't a man for looks anyways. As he continued to walk along the edge of the lake at a moderate pace, a scent would touch his nostrils, bringing his gaze away from his reflection while at the same time bringing the giant to a halt. Icy and amethyst gaze would run over the surrounding area, noticing a much smaller figure of brown and black standing close to the lake like he was. It was a strange sight to behold.

It looked nothing like the wolves that he had come across recently, but it was clear that it was from the same canine family. But what was it? And what was it doing in a region that was heavily populated by wolves? His questions would be kept in the confines of his mind as he pushed onwards, sooty tail flicking behind ghostly haunches, not particularly moving towards the canine, but not moving away from it either.

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