The Third Wheel

N/A · 09-08-2014, 01:32 AM

The lands he found himself were full of cold, the ground frostbitten and bearing snow in parts even in the depths of summer. He wasn?t sure where he found himself now... But it seemed too far from the islands where his sister and Emery had designated as their home. But Biull found himself here all the same. The lands weren?t anything he was familiar with at all... But scents of packs were around him, making the flecked brown would feel uncomfortable. Bi-colored orbs scanned the area he found himself in, head tilted to the side as he found himself facing some large... Structure. It seemed to have run aground on the cold shores, water lapping around it and the sand. Some scents, mainly stale, lingered here, but it wasn?t anything Biull was too concerned with.

The male would flick his ears forward, padding towards the way up to the deck -- a ramp in rather poor shape. He would stop at the bottom of it, sniffing cautiously. Some wolves had lived here... Their scents, stale or not, were stronger upon the wood. He would let out a little sigh before looking back up the ramp and tilting his head to the side. So... What was he to do? Search it? Head home? He would give a soft sigh. As much as he loved Silveris... And was getting used to Emery... He didn?t exactly feel comfortable with their relationship yet. Especially when he seemed like a third wheel.

He would let a ragged sigh leave his form. He thought finding Silveris would make him happy... Yet... He still found his heart broken. He would step onto the wood, testing to make sure it would hold his weight, and then walked onto the deck. Once there he would walk to the far end of the ship, gazing out over the water as the morning sun shimmered on the waves, wind playing with his fur.

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