hero and your heroine

Arcus moved with a deliberate pace, his paws pressing hard against the ground as he moved steadily away from his packland. He knew he had to move as quickly as he did, there was a part of his that desired desperately to get away. Get away from all the talk of destiny and where he belonged, away from family that had easily forgotten his very presence because he didn't show his face for a little while. The quicker he moved, the less his storms would rage, and he missed the odd feeling of calm he had once felt. He longed for the moments when all he wanted to do was help his brothers with the pack. And now, since he was lost and forgotten, he felt nothing but overwhelmed by the very idea. He didn't want to care anymore, he didn't want to feel these storms that hurt him but also gave him such strength, this hell fire that licked at his paws and burned him but oh...He shook his head. So he moved, he fled away from Donostrea, with slate blue eyes ablaze with emotion and pain and anger and rage and loneliness. He shone in the way he moved, a storm that eased across the territories and through the tunnels. He hadn't moved too far from the packlands when he entered the caverns, the tunnels were close to his own pack... With a gentle sigh he moved through the caverns, not paying attention to the scenery around him. All he cared about was moving, was eating as much distance as he could. He knew if Glacier knew he had fled in such a vulnerable enraged state, the behemoth would have chased after him. So he rolled across the lands like clouds, moved with a sneer on his face as he trotted. He barely noticed the girl, the shadow among the shadows, and if he did he really didn't care. He just wanted to move, oh so desperately, away from Donostrea.

"Burn Baby Burn"