Bring me back

The black white and gray brute sauntered through the lands of Seracia. Where had he been; he had been out. His paws did not want to set foot in these lands until now.He could not run away from himself; for his paws were part of himself. But as it may be easy to run away from what is, it is not the right thing to do. So here Octavian was back in Seracia after a little down time at the Rio Grande. Onyx ears flattened against his head; such mistakes he had made. Then they perked up as he let out a small snarl to himself. Mistakes were mistakes, he was only canine.But what the wolf had kept to himself was that he can learn from them. Sure it gave him wisdom and knowledge. In the long run there was always something to gain.

With a swish of his tail the male rose his muzzle to the sky and bellowed out a howl for his King. A conversation was much needed and he had to explain himself for his actions. All of his mistakes, actions, and words were to be explained today to his King. Octavian would leave nothing unturned until he was finished.

After calling for Gerhardt the wolf stood proudly ready to confess anything. But was this his fault or had he gotten in the way, but it was he who had brought himself and Ghost here. So Octavian would take the blame for any punishment that was in order. But matters had to be discussed first.