05-13-2010, 06:36 PM
Tynan looked around cautiously as he continued walking. The gray wolf had set out earlier in the morning on his first patrol of the Dahlia land's eastern border, but had lost his sense of direction when he stopped to rest at mid-day. Feeling guilty for taking the nap, he walked even faster until he suddenly became aware of the changing surroundings. For a while he had not smelled the ocean air, but now the smell was returning despite a lack of change in his direction.
He stopped by a small pool of water to drink and rest. He had slowed down from his quicker pace when he realized what may have happened, but he had not stopped since his nap. He cautiously looked around in between drinks from the pool. He debated if he should howl for aid or not. He was not sure if he was in any other pack's lands, and he did not want to be caught trespassing on his first patrol. But he had no idea where he was or how to get back to his new home.
He began to pace back and forth as he debated what to do in his mind, unaware that he was letting out a light whine as he became lost in thought.
He stopped by a small pool of water to drink and rest. He had slowed down from his quicker pace when he realized what may have happened, but he had not stopped since his nap. He cautiously looked around in between drinks from the pool. He debated if he should howl for aid or not. He was not sure if he was in any other pack's lands, and he did not want to be caught trespassing on his first patrol. But he had no idea where he was or how to get back to his new home.
He began to pace back and forth as he debated what to do in his mind, unaware that he was letting out a light whine as he became lost in thought.