I don't have too much on my mind

N/A · 07-08-2015, 08:03 PM

It had been some time since he had spoken to Quelt last. Allen had to wonder how the man was fairing, how his lady friend was doing with the difficult man. It wasn't like he was difficult to be an ass, but Quelt had gone through quite a bit. The calico gentleman would walk through Abaven lands slowly, going to search for the slate colored male. It was amazing how being an alpha could both connect you with the pack and keep you busy as well. But was Allen unhappy? No. He was incredibly happy with his life as it was and wanted to make sure all of his packmates were too.

Allen would find Quelt in the plains. The call the other had sent out had made his job easier, and the Azat would approach his friend with a friendly wag of his tail. He would take a seat, head slowly tilting to the side. He would speak, tone gentle. "What's on your mind Quelt?" He'd inquire, seeking out the reason the other man had called for him. Of course Quelt didn't know yet that Allen had been searching for him prior, but that was alright. It was all working out in the end.

"Hear Me Talk,"
'Read My Thoughts.'

Table by:: Tealah

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