found my way back home
08-31-2014, 10:32 AM
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It had been a long while since Oberon's paws had touched the soil of the lands he'd been born in. He had been a yearling when he'd left, and now the male was easily approaching three years of age. He was in the prime of his life, and his muscular body was a far cry from the scrawny figure that Oberon had been when he'd been younger. The son of Jupiter didn't look much like his mother, but something of her could be seen in the oranges that dappled his figure, far more watered down than anything his sisters bore on their pelts. Speaking of them... Gira and Ana, where were they? Had they too left their family behind, or were they somewhere nearby? For the first time in a year, there was a possibility that Oberon might run into his family. He knew nothing of their current status, of where his mother was or whether or not she ruled still ruled a pack. In Oberon's thoughts, of course, Jupiter would always be a ruling planet, dominating the sky (and the world around her). Even if she didn't have a pack at her paws, Jupiter was still a Sol. There was a vague sense of familiarity to these Northern expanses, Oberon found himself thinking. He could hardly remember ever being here before, but it had been a long while at any rate. Maybe he had visited these lands before. Ears twitching absently, Oberon sunk back on his haunches, black and peach tail wrapping around his paws easily. With his coloration, he was difficult to miss against the surrounding area - black and orange didn't exactly blend in anywhere. But Oberon could take care of himself if push came to shove, and it didn't exactly look like there was anyone else out here. "" |