Need a lending paw?
07-24-2014, 02:06 AM
The large brute would halt at the border, his nose twitching as it remained close to the ground. It was time and after a long travel, he had reached his destination. Would it be the right one, he would ask before taking a few steps back. A breeze would come up from behind him, making him decide to react now before they caught his scent without a warning. With a sigh, Fen would pull back his dark crown and release a howl, notifying all around him that he was at the border, wishing to join the pack. All he had to do now was enjoy his last moments of "rouge-hood" and wait for someone to greet him. Noting that no one was nearby and it would be a while, Fen would walk away a bit to where he could view the treeline and then allowed his frame to hug the ground, enjoying the restful feeling. Speech, |