Nearing The Time

N/A · 07-05-2014, 08:10 PM

He felt ashamed of himself. He had heard the call of challenge, had gone to hear the news, though he had not been there to witness to the fight. Valhalla... It was no more. Not the one he had grown in. The alphess had lost and with it the wolves of the pack had been misplaced. They held such loyalty for their leader... He was sure that they would follow her anywhere. The male would heave a sigh, ears lowered as he returned back to the ravine. Spring had arrived, yet Arwel was not quite ready to leave this place with Emily. There was yet one more thing he needed to review with her. Wolves in a pack worked in a unit... And sometimes... There was a need to defend themselves from other packs or even rogues who had done lost their damn minds. Arwel had to make sure Emily was ready to fight... And though he would not fight her he would review with her defenses and stance positions. Throwing back his head Arwel would let loose a howl for his mate, his low song filling the air.

"Normal.
Speech.
Thought.
You."

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