Post by mooneclipse on Jul 30, 2005 14:33:57 GMT -5
His chest heaved from the strain of running non-stop for so long.
On he went...
His fur was a bit overdue for a cleaning and becoming a bit matted.
On he went...
He hadn't eaten since helping that she-varg find her pack.
On he went
And still he was happy.
He stops
A white wolf roams the edges of the Summoned Light Packlands, his nares glued to the border. It was owned by another bruten. He was alone, the male read, no mate, not even another pack member.
Easy prey for the neighboring packs he thought disgustedly. Too many shadows around these parts for his taste. He would need a pack, for he knew his sister had roamed to a dark pack here. Maybe this brute ould assist him for a change. He had spent so long just helping others, he was ready to have a permenent pack... he hoped.
His ashen pelt blew in the sudden breeze, then flapped back down at the wind's departure. Along his spine was thin line of grey, with a black tail. His amber eyes were sharp and receptive, but also caring and understanding.
Hid muzzle shot heaven-wards, letting out a strong, deep howl that filled the air. He called to the alphen to meet him, see if he had what it took to join this pack...
On he went...
His fur was a bit overdue for a cleaning and becoming a bit matted.
On he went...
He hadn't eaten since helping that she-varg find her pack.
On he went
And still he was happy.
He stops
A white wolf roams the edges of the Summoned Light Packlands, his nares glued to the border. It was owned by another bruten. He was alone, the male read, no mate, not even another pack member.
Easy prey for the neighboring packs he thought disgustedly. Too many shadows around these parts for his taste. He would need a pack, for he knew his sister had roamed to a dark pack here. Maybe this brute ould assist him for a change. He had spent so long just helping others, he was ready to have a permenent pack... he hoped.
His ashen pelt blew in the sudden breeze, then flapped back down at the wind's departure. Along his spine was thin line of grey, with a black tail. His amber eyes were sharp and receptive, but also caring and understanding.
Hid muzzle shot heaven-wards, letting out a strong, deep howl that filled the air. He called to the alphen to meet him, see if he had what it took to join this pack...
