you already know what you are
01-31-2015, 09:20 PM
Mismatched paws propelled the young buck forward freely through the territory. There was no more being cooped up in the den, no more fear of retribution from the villain that had claimed their home. No, he was free and he would od what he wished. It would just so happen that all he wished to do was follow after his mother Ara. Psalm was still a quiet boy, being secreted away from the world had helped this habit none, but it hadn't hurt his fearlessness. Though he harbored no feelings of danger that wasn't to say he wasn't fully aware of how scared his mother Novel could be sometimes. It had been best just to heed her will and stay close the last season. The small form of the boy would easily follow Ara's trail, her scent as familiar to him as his own. She was his mother in almost every sense of the word and he adored her. Even if she had to discipline him sometimes. Dark ears would perk forward as he listened to the distant sound of the ocean, and would try and catch the sound of Ara's foot steps. Stalking her through the grass he'd eventually run out of the flower laden plants, quite a bit away from his mother. He was going to have to make a break for it. His attention would be caught by her as she sprinted by, with no warning the young wolf would burst from his hiding place, yelling out his war call and eagerly trailing after his mother. |