Fog and mist hung in the early evening air. The whole land seemed to be cast in a blue tint under the moonlight. Silence seemed to only be broken by the slow "trup trup" of Ashmedai's steps. This place was... This place was honestly so cool! Ash walked slowly. It was one of his first times out of the pack by himself. His momma had never taken him here! It looked all dark and spooky, but the boy knew no fear. The stormy pup marched onward, stepping over the vegetation that seemed to take over the ground. It was so unlike the pack lands Ash was used to. There weren't a ton of paths for him to follow and the scents of one or maybe two wolves stood out, but not nearly as strong or as consistent as in the pack. Wide eyes took in the scenery eagerly. It was all so new! If he was his dad, he would have claimed this place instead for the pack. He could play hide and seek forever here and, on a more logical note, Ash was sure if would be a good training grounds... or a race course. Maybe Ash would have to invite Angelus here sometime to race him. Maybe Angelus had already been here? It was no fair that Angelus got to do things just because he was older! Now, however, even Ash, the baby of the pack, could travel on his own, and he couldn't have been more excited.
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Ash wears a tourist shirt and a spiked leather harness from time to time. Sometimes together, sometimes not. Just so you know what you're getting yourself into.
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