SUMMONINGS

*Novocaine* · 05-04-2014, 08:04 PM

He nearly an adult, well nearly a yearling as his height was starting to attest. He was not going to be too large but he was already clearly not a tiny pup anymore. He was an independent young man who didn?t need anyone or anything? or at least that was what he believed. The boy was only here out of convenience; it seemed his time alone in the world was rather easily forgotten. He lounged in the den he had been born into, the familiar mists of the forest lazily drifting beyond the entrance of his earthy home. This was his home, and so he had claimed it again, even with a pack squatting upon these lands.
Cataleya?s call reached him and Novocaine nearly curled up, the last thing he wanted to do was answer, he wanted to be left in peace. But then he remembered the only reason he was even allowed to remain here was his continued participation in the pack. So it was that the grey and white boy would leave his den, stretch and sullenly trot off in towards the clearing. He had not attended the last one, he had not yet come to these lands at that time so the scene that played out before him was not a familiar one.
He approached the gathered wolves, steel blue gaze landing on the grey woman, his queen. The idea that anyone could rule over him was laughable, but he had the presence of mind not to voice those thoughts. He turned away from her after a moment and settled himself amongst those that had gathered already, not really paying attention to who was around him, he could care less.

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