Change of Pace

Voltage could be seen as a born leader, he assumed. He may not have a land to call his own, or a pack with rules and ranks, he did have a large family in which he helped lead. It wasn’t a request that was made of him, infact his entire family could have possibly separated when they were abandoned and rejected, each were well over the age of two but Glacier and him, they had taken the job without a second thought. It had been a year since they had been told to leave their home on the island, and in that year they had been travelling and brought together. They had come to this new land for opportunity and a new home, come under the watchful eye of Voltage and Glacier, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. He loved the responsibility he felt to his family, to how much they were at the forefront of his mind, and he thanked every day that no one had suggested separating at the beginning.

And yet Voltage liked himself some free time. He liked to continue moving and he knew that it could exhaust his family quite easily. Even Serefina’s fire couldn’t keep up with Voltage’s energy and stamina at times. He just needed to continue to move, perhaps it was because he felt so strongly and it was only when he moved that he managed to whittle his emotions down to something manageable. This was probably why he had managed to find himself somewhere very far away. When the lands fell away to snow he should have known he had gone a little too far. And yet he kept moving, knowing he could find his way back home eventually. How hard was it to find a volcano? All he had to do was find where the warmth stayed and the snow no longer stuck to the ground and he was sure he could find his way back home. So instead he kept on trekking, moving through the snow and ice, along rock walls and mountains, stormy eyes alite with excitement. This was what he lived for, adventure and the unknown. When the world opened up to a world of ice before his eyes, he couldn’t help but feel his throat catch. "Glacier would so love this…" he whispered to himself, staring at the moss and the ice and the waterfalls. Taking in a deep breath of the clear air he continued to look around before he saw something that just didn’t belong here. Her furs were dark and stuck out like a thumb against the bright whites of the winter scene. "Hey!" He shouted with excitement, trotting in her direction. This was the first wolf he had ever met outside of his family on this new land, and he sure was going to make it a memorable one in some way.
"Burn Baby Burn"