ardent

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Deviant

Loner

age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Extra large
build
posts
58
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07-19-2014, 05:10 PM
was a bit confused on if it was night or not, sowwy xD



They were gone once more, and so, Deviant went out on a search for his family. The loss Valhalla suffered would not tear the man's family apart, no, not again. They had to be together, look out for each other where they would be safe. So despite the harsh terrain, the man thought it was necessary to check out the sand, seeing as how the other more prosperous lands had not a single familiar scent.

It was Spring, and much to the man's annoyance, the sand dunes were hot and dry, not a good mix wit his dense and thick hair. Head shook and ears pinned back against his skull that he held low, the sand was becoming quite annoying, being lifted into the air and thrown in his face. It had even got in his mouth, leaving a displeasing taste and feel.

Frustrated, the man flopped down into the sand, the tiny bush beside him offering little to no shade what so ever for his massive body. Legs lay out before him, laying on his left side with the bush to his back, eyelids pulled over and shielding his golden gaze from the sun's harsh rays. He was exhausted, thirsty, hungry... How much longer would he have to search before he found his children again?

'Mystic...' He sighed heavily, a foreleg lifting from the sand and draping over his snout. 'I am sorry my love, I'm trying.' He had promised her that he would bring his family back together, that no matter what, he would fight to protect them, even with his dying breath. There was no way he could lose one of them, not after what had happened with Lunatik.

Something sprung into the air, a call, a howl from another fellow wolf. He'd lift his head, ears swiveling around, trying to determine a direction it had come from. Was somebody lost, looking for help? Whatever it was, the man was already lifting himself up. Sturdy limbs lifted him and immediately began carrying him at a steady trot, heading towards the source of the call.


"normal.
speech.
thought.
you."