04-16-2012, 06:51 AM
It had been a while since he had last seen Fleta, and many things had happened since then. Some of those things had been pleasant, but others had left Kit wanting to find Fleta more then ever. It was those not so pleasant things that Kit didn't plan to ever tell Fleta about, doubting very much that she would have approved, or accepted his excuses. He wanted to make up for that
Kit's memory led the male near where he had carried Fleta, a place that she had said was her pack, and he set himself up on top of a slight hill, giving him a better view of the area. To someone not knowing his intent, it might look like he was scouting the area for some ill purpose, but Kit only watched for one thing. Not holding high hopes for Fleta to suddenly make herself appear, the male had begun thinking about trespassing to try finding her, but before getting himself into a world of trouble, found some luck.
Sneaking through some trees, Kit spotted what he thought might have been Fleta, but before truly confirming his suspicions, turned his muzzle to the sky. Howling in a cheerful manner, Kit tried his best to convey the message of "I'm over here, come to me". Whether it was Fleta, and whether she recognized him, began heading toward the border himself.
Kit's memory led the male near where he had carried Fleta, a place that she had said was her pack, and he set himself up on top of a slight hill, giving him a better view of the area. To someone not knowing his intent, it might look like he was scouting the area for some ill purpose, but Kit only watched for one thing. Not holding high hopes for Fleta to suddenly make herself appear, the male had begun thinking about trespassing to try finding her, but before getting himself into a world of trouble, found some luck.
Sneaking through some trees, Kit spotted what he thought might have been Fleta, but before truly confirming his suspicions, turned his muzzle to the sky. Howling in a cheerful manner, Kit tried his best to convey the message of "I'm over here, come to me". Whether it was Fleta, and whether she recognized him, began heading toward the border himself.