Can't Make It On My Own [joining]

*Dayton* · (This post was last modified: 04-01-2014, 09:20 AM by Dayton.)

The feminine brute stepped through the trees, blending in like he always did. His long legs moved easily around fallen branches, leaving no trace of his passing. As he left the cover of the forest, however, things began to change. Dayton began walking across the frozen expanse of the Kennocha Lake, watching the glow of plankton under his feet. It was magical, as if his every step brought the dormant lake to life. Never before had the young male influenced something so greatly. It was subtle, but it meant something to him. It was beautiful.

As Dayton continued to cross the solid lake, the pack scent became more prominent. The smell of Tortugans flooded his nostrils and overwhelmed his mind for a moment, giving him pause. His foot hung above the ice as he breathed in the unfamiliar air, letting its scent wrap around him. This was a feeling he was used to. Submission.

With a sigh, the earthen male tilted his head to the sky and let out a call. He was out of his comfort zone now. Never did the delicate boy call attention to himself. But this was necessary. If he wanted to join a pack - if he wanted to survive - then this was what he would have to do. Still, he managed to wince a bit as the howl bounced over the Kennocha Lake. Hopefully the leader of Tortuga was a kind one.

Walk.
"Talk."
Think.

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