Ties These Knotts Together

N/A · 01-30-2014, 08:07 PM

He was getting closer. Something was telling him that he was getting closer to finding his siblings. He wasn't sure what it was exactly, but something was spurring him forward, urging him to come to his particular spot. He had caught the scent of a wolf, a young female by what he could tell, but it didn't smell the least bit familiar to it. But still he wanted to find this young girl because something was telling him that he had to.

The ghostly titan would weave his way through the willows that grew in the area, mindful of the limbs that protruded from the ground, ready to trip any unsuspecting passerby. His pace would be slow, steady, an even walk as he maneuvered through the trees, mismatched gaze searching for the figure of the young she-wolf he had scented when he'd arrived in the area. Even with the approaching darkness, the titan didn't find it hard to pick his way along, his eyes adjusting to the low light. And that's when he spotted her. An ivory coat like his, her own distinctive dark markings that were similar in coloration to his own. And as he moved closer he saw it; the cross on her left shoulder. Just like his adopted mother had told them they would wear. It was different in shape to his, but it was still a cross. Pulsus would move quietly towards her, stopping at a distance as he watched her in awe, trying to get himself to believe that he had really found another Black family member. Could she really be related to him? Or had someone somehow figured out a way to replicate his family's crest and pose as one of his kin?

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