Make No Mistake, This Is My Choice
08-15-2014, 04:44 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-15-2014, 04:45 PM by Galahad.)
Galahad
. . . Galahad could feel himself swelling a bit with pride. He was now not only the member of a pack, but a ranked member as well. He had a standing, a place to call home, and wolves to befriend... no, a family to fight for. Did that mean he would stop seeking his blood kin? Of course not. He would always hold in his heart his desire to find Oracle and Odette again, to know that they were safe and sound. But, whether Gala wanted to admit it or not, destiny would work in different ways. Perhaps it was destiny that they would all walk separate paths, in different parts of the land... and in others as well. His mother and father... Galahad felt strongly that the two of them were alive. He would give a deep nod to Katja, feeling happiness well up in his heart. "Thank you miss Katja. For everything. I will be seeing you around, certainly. And perhaps I will be able to prove my worth to you in time." The two toned brute would watch the Drottning pad away, mapping out his course of action. He would patrol the lands first, decide what area he liked best and find himself a suitable den. There was much work to be done, and much to focus on in the coming days. Galahad would turn into the terra now, setting his paw upon the earth of Ebony territory. Home. It was a good word to say, to feel. The brute would glance to the sky, casting a silent thank you to the ones who watched over him before padding into the lands to begin his new life. "Speech." |