ardent

The tick, ticking of hours lonely



Kismet

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
998
size
Extra large
build
posts
187
player
Novella
03-20-2014, 05:22 PM



Kismet wasn't quite sure what had happened, unable to understand what a challenge had actually meant all he knew was that many of the pack returned quite distraught after that call, spreading some sort of sad news amongst themselves. He hadn't really listened, he had simply waited hoping to see his mother returning to the shore, she hadn't been with the main group after all. He didn't know how long he'd remained there for, watching and waiting but eventually he had returned to Soren and from there the pair of them had been taken by some stranger.



All of that had happened far too long ago for Kismet's liking. He wasn't back home in Valhalla he was stuck here in Glaciem, not even sure if he could actually find his way back home, to reunite he and Soren with their family and friends. There were many other pups here he had noted though feeling rather bitter about the whole ordeal he wanted nothing to do with them and hadn't tried to befriend any of them; he had other friends that he had to get back to.



He had tried to keep close to Soren, rather than sharing with any of the strangers here, the two of them had begun to build a den together on day one, that was up until the point that Soren had told him he was doing everything wrong and sent him outside. Of course he hadn't stayed there long and had begun to fall into his old habits of exploring, only he had quickly found himself longing for his exploring partner to be there with him, it had been far more fun with Warja at his side than wandering around alone. It didn't help that in his opinion Nephilim island was a much better place than here.



He'd just returned from one of his little explorations in no better a mood than it had begun. As usual the scene he was met as he reached the den was Soren inside still working on perfecting the den. It'd taken him so long to get the previous just right, Kismet couldn't help but feel he'd be left alone all the time as Soren tried to make this just right. Back in Valhalla he had thought it a waste of time, and now even more so. "Soren!" He called, sticking his head inside the den as he stood at the entrance. "Will you just stop! This is a waste of time, we're not staying. We have to get back home."