i hear his ghosts

*Altavro* · 03-17-2014, 06:48 PM

Altavro Of The Nomads

Altavro had never been much of a pack wolf. His nomad family had been the closest that the healer had ever come to a pack, and they had been wanderers that moved with the tide and helped all they came across. But the very idea of a pack had never made much sense to Altavro honestly. To be bound to a group of wolves that fought and hunted as well as healed, and to be locked in one space with them, well, Altavro wasn't sure he was cut out for it. His father had been the poster child for why pack wolves and Nomads could never get along. But Altavro knew that not all pack wolves would be like Kaevro. He had taken care of many pack wolves during his years, and some had been similar to his father (or at least his mother's stories of him), but many had been vastly different. There had been as much variation within pack wolves as there had been within the loners and Nomads that Altavro had known over his five years of life.

It was that and the thought of the upcoming seasons of shortness that had drawn Altavro towards the borders of this specific pack. He had chosen the pack at random, simply interested in learning about it, not joining. Which was why Altavro was careful to sit back from the border, not allowing even a stray hair to cross onto the pack territory. Some packs were very particular about that, Alavro was aware. Still, he was curious, and soon winter would be upon these lands, and Altavro was not sure if these winters would be something he could handle on his own. Perhaps the gods would press their wrath upon these lands during the winter, and he would need a pack to survive the harshest moons of the year.

In any case, Altavro figured there would be no harming in inquiring. So the Nomad tilted his head back and let a howl ring out, a rough noise that carried easily through the oppressively warm air. And then the golden male fell silent, tail wrapping easily around his paws as he waited for a response. He called for none in particular; any wolf from the lowest ranked to the highest would be welcomed on Altavro's part. He simply wished to learn, that was all.

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