Dust & Bones
10-16-2014, 04:01 PM
He was back to the battlefield, but not as a loner like last time, now he was a member with a goal and was looking for something to keep him busy in the pack of few. He stood firm and oddly calm for somebody in the battlefield, head held high and aqua gaze scanning over the many fighting wolves here. He wanted to fight, feel his fangs sink into the flesh of another even if it was just for practice. But much to his disappointment everyone seemed engaged in a fight, earning a low growl from the boy who moved forward, into the heart of the short grasses. That was when he spotted the female, so out of place in a place like this. Was she just 'passing through' or was she seriously looking for a spar? Quickly he would bark, beckoning for her attention, his paws turning his body and carrying him over to her. ?Spar?? speech. thoughts. you" |
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