That special place.
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Niro was overwhelmed with so much these days, with taking care of his sister, pretty much having to force feed her because he got so far into some study or another that she’d forget to eat, and taking care of a fully grown Redtailed hawk, and a baby golden eagle, Niro had little time to himself. But today, he decided to start roaming a little, looking around to see what kinds of stuff he could find. He’d explored most of Cour des Miracles, at least the parts that really needed to be checked out. Now it was time for him to step aside the border… he’d been scared to leave the Miracles packlands… he was afraid that as soon as he came over, he’d be attacked by something much larger or that would surely kill him. He stopped at the border of Miracles, looking on the open plane of the unclaimed lands beyond. He took a deep breath as his leg went over the fresh scent marks of Vigil. He squeezed his eyes closed and soon found, he wasn’t going to be attacked, well right away at least. He was in quite a large valley, with a few rolling hills, this was a perfect place, there was a little sun peeking from the clouds too, and it was warm enough to actually appreciate it. He moved up on top of the first hill and couldn’t help but whistle he could see for miles, the hills were a big part of this valley too. He sat where he was at the top of the hill he felt he was almost too far away from his home and that it wouldn’t be so easy to get back as it was leaving it. This was as far as he would go. Marahute was sitting in its pouch attached to Niro’s torso. The only other thing that the wolf wore was a leather belt that he braided and sewed himself, it was crudely made, but it did its purpose, not keeping up pants or shorts, but to hold some of the stuff he needed, like a pouch of food for the chick, his knife, and a small thing of thin rope that wrapped around it, he had much bigger rope back in the stables but this was use for some smaller tasks. He sat taking in the beauty, and he took Marahute out of its pouch letting it soak in the sun as well, the white chick seemed to enjoying itself as Niro was. Which made Niro half glad he came here.



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