I meant when I said I wanna get well
03-31-2014, 12:02 AM
The night hours were beginning to cool that was for certain, with the dimming of the sun he'd need to find shelter soon. Quelt was never one to intrude on pack territories unless invited, so he was left alone again. Before he had plenty of good relationships with packs as long as they never tried to force him to join under their ranks. Which was why he felt the need to stay away most of the time, it wasn't that he didn't like wolves. He simply didn't like the thought of not being the one in control. He liked his independence, specially being able to do what he wanted, freedom and it was great for sure. The large blue man smiled as he stretched, looking at the cove with his intense bi-colored eyes. So far he had yet to meet any wolves to give him a large reaction on this land called Alacritis. It was quiet, and he didn't blame them, after being shook up by an earthquake plenty of animals would be hurt. Numbers in packs could have fallen and they could be mourning for loved ones. He didn't know, but it was all possible. As he looked to the stars in the skies he kept smirking and gave a soft sigh. Speech, |
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