Conjuring Memories

N/A · 02-04-2014, 02:04 PM

It had been some time since he had been on the mainland, the male having spent most of his time on the island that was to be the new home of the pack where he followed his leader. No matter what, Taurig would always be his leader. He had earned his loyalty, and was someone one could trust instantly and follow without question. In Hansel's opinion, he was the best leader of the ages. Hansel was proud to follow him, and would never turn his back on the titan. Mismatched paws stepped heavily upon the banks of the bay area he had arrived at, his gaze empty as he tried to hide his lack of sleep, but it was obvious in his movements and his voice as of late. Nevertheless, he would not admit it. Even if he so desperately needed a nap and rest, he would not admit it to himself nor anyone else. Who was there to be close to? He hadn't seen his sister much, possibly holed up somewhere hiding from the world...he didn't blame her, either. With what she had been through, he would end up doing the same he was sure. And so with heavy steps, the male reached the waters edge and leaned down for a drink. And it was with such a simple action upon returning to his leveled out stance, that he would collapse to the ground right at the waters edge, unconscious.

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