Walk | Talk | Think
After plenty of wandering close beside the den he shared with his mother and siblings, Requiem had decided to branch out. It was not that he had truly felt the need to - there still seemed much about that place that he had yet to learn of and see - but he knew his siblings were starting to branch out already, and if they were surely it would be expected of him too? Besides, his family was so large and extensive that there seemed little trouble in leaving the safety of the location he had grown up in. With family members and trusted friends all over the place he somewhat doubted he could even get very far without someone supervising, even if it was from afar. He was the son of Song, child of the Oracle of Ludicael; even if his title was not impressive, he had faith the pack would be there to watch over him, just as he hoped one day to do the same in return.
The golden brown boy with the arrow-shaped marking padded comfortably, albeit slowly, alongside the stepped waterfall. He was close there beside the edge of the measured pools, large growing paws finding no trouble with the pace he had set. Somewhere someone was watching, but that was fine. He was starting to get used to the feeling as he an his siblings were a bit of a hot topic and attracted attention easily from the members of the pack. He only hoped they might not decide to stay for long there within the shadows and merely observing; he very much would have enjoyed having another wolf around on his first solo adventure beyond the den.
Teal-green eyes were watchful of his steps though occasionally shifted curiously to watch the way the water fell from one pool to the next, meandering swiftly yet musically down the falls. It was awfully lovely here, peaceful, a good place to relax and enjoy the tranquility. Hopping down one more short ledge, Requiem paused and stood staring at the nearest shallow pool, watching the way the water collected before continuing along its way. Though the weather had a while ago begun to cool and was still growing progressively colder, he was tempted to enter the water. Was that a silly notion? It hardly appeared to be moving at a dangerous speed. Maybe just a little..?
Giving in if only slightly to the little curious voice that spoke within his mind, the pup turned and carefully dipped one forepaw and then the next into the swirling current, shivering initially from the temperature and then smiling as he felt it rustle and pull at his fur as it pressed onward around his forelegs.
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