The Will of the Gods [Meeting]
04-08-2014, 02:51 AM
The only one he had left of his family was gone, Zlata, his dearest sister. The boy thought that the two would always stick together, would push on even though they had been abandoned, grow and become strong. The boy would feel a deep hatred swirl deep within his core, if they didn't have time for him, to teach him, to protect him, then he wouldn't bother allowing them in his life. They would get the cold shoulder. Ear twitched at a summoning, the Oracle was calling the pack together. A meeting? Curiously the boy would lift himself from the ground, quickly shaking debris from his fur, a stretch then was off. Paws would move steadily over the earth, head kept low, about shoulder level as he glided through the territory. It wouldn't take long before he arrived, most of the wolves already gathered around the white woman. Gaze would search the crowd, a small shard of hope within his heart that Zlata would be here... nope. Ears pinned back against his skull, gaze narrowing when he spotted his parents here. Quickly and quietly he would remain in the back and off to the side, not wanting to be near the other wolves. And so he would take a seat, tail laying over his paws, head held high, gaze focused on the Oracle. speech. thoughts. you" |