Oops, there goes gravity
10-12-2014, 02:10 AM
His brilliant blue gaze watched the large buffalo curiously as they grazed in the small valleys between the hills like the one he was currently perched upon. The breeze was cool, ruffling his russet fur pleasantly. Fall had firmly taken hold and it was a nice change from the usual southern heat, especially with how thick his coat was on a normal basis. The thick grass swayed around him and he sighed thoughtfully while his mind wandered from one thought to another. Even as he sat back on his haunches his back remained straight and his head was held high. It wasn't something he thought about any more, how he held himself came naturally. His tail curled neatly around his haunches and another quiet sigh passed his lips. The question to answer now was what would he do next? He had slowly begun to find the remnants of his family which really was a feat in of itself. They had scattered everywhere, just as he had, so the fact that he was able to find any of them was a blessing. But what did he want to do? The obvious answer for that question was to follow in his parent's footsteps, to follow the path of royalty and rule over a pack like they had when he was little. But what would he do in the path to go to that? His pale ear twitched, his eyes following one of the buffalo as it wandered closer to his hill only to immediately turn and run back to the herd. Looks like he isn't the only one running back to his roots around here. |
