OOC: NOBODY ELSE IS TO ENTER WITHOUT THE PERMISSION OF BOTH I AND LOLAF.
He was here again. The place he had been several times, the bleached area seemed to be his place, the place where he would go to be alone. Then again, he was always alone no matter where he went. Rin had felt very distant from everyone lately, even his own family. He wasn't sure what was going on anymore, but he was uninterested by anything going on within the pack. Why work to get nowhere? His father didn't care, his dozens of random siblings didn't care, pack members didn't care, why should he? There was too much to fight for to be in the spotlight, and frankly it wasn't worth it anymore. He had heard the call for training not too long ago, though by who he had no idea. He hadn't bothered to check, nor even find out. There was always someone showing up and taking off, so to him, it didn't feel worth his time to find out. The boy felt disconnected from everyone, and at almost a year old now, even more so. His puphood wasn't the best, the majority of it spent alone. He had thought alot about leaving, and perhaps...it was time to do so. But could he really just up and leave without telling his mother and closest siblings? No. He had to tell them, it wouldn't be right to simply leave without a word or trace. Translucent green eyes lifted to the sky, the birds flying overhead in the summer air as he took in a deep breath and let it out. This would possibly be the last time he'd see anyone here, or at least, his family. Everyone else? They didn't care. Not Drashiel, nor Vereux, nor anyone else he had interacted with. They all seemed intent on trying to please their father. Someone Rin could care less about now, he never acted like one. Hell, Rin always felt like he looked down on him ever since he had been hanging around Chill so long ago. But alas, it was in the past, and Rin didn't regret his time spent with the insane woman. He missed her, and he would carry on her memory and legacy as the best poison master in the lands. HE sat at the edge of the Marble wash, his back against a tree. Swiftly, his head lifted, and he called. He wanted to see his Mother, wanted to see his brother...at least, one last time.
"Speech"
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