Be Not Afraid, Come Follow Me
01-04-2015, 03:29 PM
Walk | Talk | Think He had moved, almost in a daze, as he followed the pack, obediently traveling with the group that was composed of strangers and unrecognizable faces. He had failed to see his mother, though he supposed she was busy as she tended to be after receiving her promotion, and he did not see his brother, though Shtiya was often about doing his own thing, and their absences did not immediately alarm him. As always, he expected them to turn up eventually, just as they always did, and in the mean time he wanted to stay right where they had left him. Only the pack had decided to uproot and relocate, and he had needed to move along. It had only puzzled him a moment before he fell in line and traveled with them, not giving it any thought and simply keeping up with those who shared his pack's scent. They traveled far, going in a consistently northern direction, and eventually they had stopped here. He was still not entirely sure where here was, or even if this was going to be their new permanent base, but when a summoning howl was issued he did not dally. He let his gangly legs carry him through snow and forest toward the impending gathering. There was only a small few there by the time he arrived, only one of which he could recognize by sight. Only she was not the one to stand at the head of their group, but another, a woman with mismatched eyes. Not sure what was going on, assuming things would be explained, the quiet boy silently found himself a place to sit just a bit apart from all the unknown wolves who shared his home and proceeded to wait. |
