Really, dearie?

*Valentine* · 02-16-2015, 05:26 PM

Seeking a respite from the festivities, Valentine wandered away from the main gathering. He followed a familiar path, one he'd taken many times, that led directly to the moor. In fact, it was the same path he'd taken the day he'd been struck by lightning. The brute had recovered since then, the only reminder he carried from that day was a web of thin scars that ran from his shoulder to his paw. It was funny how so much had changed since then. He'd grown up. Started a pack, started a family. Made a life for himself.

The brute shook off the weird nostalgic feeling. He was looking for a break not a trip down memory lane. Their time here wasn't quite over and it would do him no good to lose focus. A clear winner had yet to be announced. Oh, how he loved the idea of his mother announcing Imperium's victory in front of everyone.

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