Bring Me Home Again
07-20-2014, 11:22 PM
Another day or searching, and so far the man had not encountered anyone. How far did he have to travel, how much energy did he have to use up just to find one single member of his family or the Valhallan pack? The man sighed heavily as he walked, head shaking left and right in frustration. What if he was too late and everyone moved away after the collapse? Then all his searching would just be a waste. No. He stopped, golden eyes staring off into the distance ahead of him. He couldn't give up, that would be unacceptable, Mystic would be incredibly disappointed. He shook his head once more to dismiss the thoughts, at least the negative ones and began to focus on the positive ones. He WOULD find his family, he WOULD find the Valhallans, whether they were young or old. Moving with determination now his tail swung calmly behind him, head held high, golden eyes carefully tracing over the earth, ears were listening attentively, nose taking in all kinds of scents. Finally he caught something in the air, the scent of wolves, male and female pair. Slowing his pace the man lowered his head, sniffing away at the grass around him, looking for where it was weakest. They were close, the scent was still pretty strong. Off he went, almost power walking as he followed the trail. They had to be here somewhere beneath the tree branches or else he would have spotted them by now. "Hello?" He would call out, trying to sound friendly. The scent had a faint Valhalla hint to it, could these wolves be one of them? "normal. speech. thought. you." Awesome image by KatG6 <3 |
