Fireside
05-12-2014, 05:36 AM
The long yearling had been wandering for a while now, since his return to Alacritis. He just couldn't decide what to do with himself. Would he return to Glaciem? Or would he find another home? Where could a lone wolf really turn? If he joined another pack, would he face the same disappointment that he'd faced in Glaciem. Granted, his disappointment was based solely in the abandonment of his mother. He had needed her. No, perhaps he wouldn't go back. Besides, he had found some interesting things about the lands he was exploring. These hills were something new to explore, something Glaciem didn't have. The way the ground rose sharply and dipped as if someone had dug out all the duvets and turns. It was interesting enough to keep the pups attention. He plodded up and around the hills, his nose to the ground, not really paying attention to where he was going until felt himself bump into something and roll down the hill. Landing with a humph he pushed himself to his paws, shaking himself as he stood. What was that? He glanced about, a blush forming on his cheeks when he realized that the offending item was indeed a tree. A chuckle left him, and he glanced around. Hopefully no one had seen? Speech, |