Let Me Be Myself

N/A · 06-13-2014, 08:30 PM

Another day in the freshly plagued Tortugan lands. The cure had been ingested by all wolves who were infected, but he was still weakened from the violent fits he had induced. Forever would he be in debt to Covari, even if they were enemies in the near future. If it had not been for the strange and new pack, as well as the russet queen, the Tortugan's pride never would have been restored, and it may have been left without a leader, left to slowly crumble and succumb to an unknown disease. Honey gaze would sweep over the whitewashed tundra, enjoying the arctic air. He had been told to rest. but he had refused and gone on patrol. A scent wafted toward his nostrils, as he trudged through the thickly layered snow, and he would find the Tortugan queen near a stranger to the Tortugan lands. He would quietly approach, and sit down nearby, just to hear the conversation, and if the male should threaten his pack, he would be ready to fight, claws driven into the slick ground.

The summer child only heard the end of the multi-colored stranger's sentence, and his name. Chrono. He had never heard of this male, and only grunted quietly of his own name before tucking his chin to his chest and remaining silent. "August."

Walk, "Talk",
'Think'

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