Drop it like it's hawt (Garth)

The male whose name was not yet known continued to travel around the Southern region of Ala. His heart was slowly opening up to Song -- bit by bit -- and he was silently afraid of what would happen if she fully attained it. The idea of having someone enter his personal bubble and love again was enough to make him skittish. Yes, the large brute whose pelt was extraordinary and eyes like the glaciers of the North had a skittish side. Who would possibly believe such a thing?!
His paws, large and outlined in silver, pressed against the unfamiliar ground beneath them as he walked. They left imprints about two inches deep, making it obvious for anyone to stalk him to know his whereabouts. Garth was lost in thought that he wouldn't have cared if someone did. Instead of someone finding him, however, he came across an unfamiliar scent first. Ears perked and thoughts were pushed to the side, causing them to swirl in a small tornado in the corner of his mind. Curiosity peeked its head and he saw a young female walk across the prairie. Tilting his head to the side, he gave a welcoming bark, hoping that she would reply.



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