hiding in plain sight

He'd been spending most of his time lately in the forest. Hiding in the mist and moping, truth be told, though he didn't even admit that to himself. He didn't hide, and he didn't mope. But Hati had finally dragged himself reluctantly from the foggy confines of the pack's forest land, though he'd not gone far, instead making his way to the only other territory the pack claimed. His baleful yellow eyes surveyed the river uncaringly; he was no fisher, and the weather had cooled to the point that he no longer felt the need to swim to keep from overheating. Judging by the scent in the air, some of his packmates were around, or at least had been recently, but Hati ignored them. Socializing was never high on his list of things to do, and in the brooding mood he was in Hati was in no way interested in the idea of seeking out company today. He slumped grouchily near the edge of the river, glaring at it as though the moving water were the reason for his moodiness.



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