finite incantatem

His paws lightly grazed the ground and his eyes stayed focused on the path laid out before him. He?d never forget the words, the words that meant everything to him. Go now and be what was taught and expected of you but do not stray from your own moral conviction. Those were the last words and wishes of Kovu Amend and they would be lived up to. He would not shame the man who had bought him just to pull him out of such a terrible life by denying him that one last request. It seemed simple and fair enough for the boy to be able to complete it. His levelheadedness was based purely focused on his will to complete the job, which was high at the current time for him.


The midnight moon was still rising in the sky which put the approximate time around ten and night. The boy lurked around the cold northern lands as the snapping winds flew through the sky without a care of who they effected. A small shiver ran through him with the realization that he would need shelter before too long if he was to last the night and the cold. Without a second thought he began to search for some means of protection. Maybe he could find a cave to rest in overnight or a tree to hide into. The dark grey boy would search and search until eventually he found a shadow which led to a giant rock. As he diverted from his path he found himself wandering around the rock to discover a small opening. It was a cave! A cave was what he had found thank heavens!


He chuckled slightly as his sore paws soared across the dirt and into the cave where he found protection from the bitter winds for the night. He looked around at the soft and loamy state of the sand with a small frown. It would work for the night but he would have a hell of a time grooming his pelt with all the sand. He knew sand to be an irritating annoyance that could get everywhere without hopes of getting it out. He closed his eyes for a second while he took a deep breathe. It was that or freeze to death. He?d take the sand.



"Talk." Think.