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Dated as if he just came back from spending the night at Dahlia ^.~ Figured Mum or Da' would be worried, hehe. 
The youth had slept god knows how long, but the moment he woke he was ready to come home, though he was tempted to stay longer around the cow printed girl, but he knew the longer he stayed the more his parents would certainly worry. So he rushed back as fast as his legs would go, for this he chose his most basic form, his lupine body. He ran with grace and speed. He was a fast boy despite how big he was, but who said large males were slow anyhow? Slowing he trotted back into Crimson borders and relaxed easing his mind some, now at least he was home, but next challenge he had to face was his parents. It wasn't like he did---well okay he did leave on purpose and he did spend the night in Dahlia on purpose...but it was all for a good reason. He was pushing his boundaries more and more lately seeing what he could get away with and what he couldn't. Pushing such boundaries was scary, but to some extent it was exciting.
For a moment he was beginning to feel bad, and he sorta liked it. A big grin came from him the longer he was home without encountering his parents. His chest was puffed out some as he took on a taller appearance with a trot that said 'ooh I'm baaad'. In truth he wasn't bad, he did good things, but at the risk of causing worry. A grin formed on his muzzle as he made his way through cottontail valley on his way to the manor. He had left Dahlia later in the afternoon and got back home a few hours before night fall. It took him shorter time due to not walking or talking and the fact that he ran. His chest was still heaving some as his heart was calming from such a long and hard run. He certainly was all wolf with his endurance and strength that was building as he grew. He was still a kid, but he felt like he was older than that. The ten month old was really like a 15 year old human still testing what he can do and can't do socially and gaining more curiosity about his sexuality.
He had spent all night in Dahlia and was absent from home for over 24 hours. The last time he saw his parents was yesterday in the morning maybe noon, he couldn't remember as his mind was more on the black and white female with those blood red eyes. Man she was a beauty. He wanted to spend more time with her, and he would but right now his duty was to his family and he was sure they would be worried. It was then he knocked himself off cloud nine and shook of this 'i'm big and bad' attitude. He couldn't avoid his parents, he had to go home sometime. Drawing in a sharp breath he came to the manor and sat a few yards away staring at it wondering if his sister would be around. Would she be worried too? Naw...he doubted it. Continuing to stare he hesitated standing. Perhaps they aren't home. Licking his lips he stood slowly tail down nearly between his legs as he crept closer and closer. Ears were half way back, listening but ready to go back at any sign of someone being home. He couldn't just open the door with his paws so either someone was going to shoot out from inside, or around the corner or something before he shifted. If not, he'd have to shift and open the door. A lump was forming in his throat as he crept closer and closer the seconds feeling like minutes as he neared the door knob.