Where the Sky Hangs
05-05-2015, 11:56 AM
Seraphim decided he quite liked the ocean. It's constant noise was comforting, a presence he could count on to always be there. Watching the waves roll in and out was mesmerizing. The sea life caught up in the tide pools was like nothing he'd seen before, and he was even getting better at fishing! Ever since his jaunt to the Rio Grande, Phim had been feeling a lot more comfortable with wandering a ways outside of his father's borders... Even if maybe they didn't know exactly what he was up to. This time he'd even tried to find Eva and Angel, but they were no where to be found. Knowing his siblings they were probably training, learning, studying... And then there was Phim. A goofy grin spread across his features at the thought. There was no resentment there, because it wasn't something he was ashamed of. The ambition, the drive to be the best... that just wasn't him. He was more content with his wanderlust, his curiosity, a beautiful day. What else did a wolf need? The ocean seemed to call out to him, so the gargantuan young lad stood and shook the sand out of his coat, oblivious to the dangers which likely surrounded him. He knew nothing of riptides or large ocean fish, nothing of sting rays or jellyfish, only that the water was beautiful and still warm, despite the season's growing chill. He waded in until the water had soaked halfway up his legs, and smiled. Phim dragged in a deep, chest-swelling breath of salty air. This was the life. |
Phim's family members are always allowed in his threads, whether specified or not!
