On The Edge of Glory

*Lekan* · 05-07-2014, 04:00 PM

The clouds grew ever closer, and the wind began to press harder against his face. But again, he welcomed it. He welcomed everything, and gave his life up to the storms of fate. And so, when Lekan heard the sound of a stranger approaching behind him, he was unafraid. His amethyst gaze moved casually over his shoulder as he decided to see who it was. Behind him was a male two or three years older than he. His sandy brown pelt was tossed from side to side, but he approached calmly with a smile. Already he got a sense that this boy was a simple creature. Just the kind of company he needed.

Lekan gave a gentle smile in return and rose to give the other male a respectful bow. "Good afternoon," he called out in greeting. Even from this distance he could trace the distinct smell of a pack on this boy. But the pack was unfamiliar. He wouldn't ask the other wolf such a question right away, though. To do so would be rude. So instead Lekan took a few steps forward, keeping a low head and a tucked tail to show peace and submission. It never seemed to matter whose presence he was in. Lekan was always the lower subject.

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