effects of a wild man

Shawchert Menue · 09-28-2010, 05:26 AM

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OOC: if you have any problems let me know i am willing to change it around Big Grin

he had a lot of thinking to do, and for that reason he was here, where here was he had no clue, but staring up at the border of the large immense buildings, he knew it had once been the habitat of an old human civilization. He didn’t want to step forth into the quiet city though. He was content sitting at the outskirts, where he could see so much already. He sat against a car that had been overtaken by the plants, moss, rust. He wasn’t playing his flute though. He was in a state of thinking. Life was harsh for him but not so much since he’d come here. It seemed so peaceful, a great place to just settle down, maybe have some pups, he wasn’t getting any younger. He did have to laugh at that last thought. He needed a mate for that. He was in no way a prig, even though he charmed as many females as he could, he was a loyal wolf, who’d yet to have a mate. What he needed first was a good established home. But what pack would be good for him? He started playing his flute, a slow calm tune as he thought of where to go, he’d smelled a few packs, he knew no names of them, maybe he should visit them, see how they were? That way he could make a good decision, if not, he’d make friends and allies, something a lone wolf needed out here in the wilderness, right now if a bear jumped out and attacked him… no one would know… or possibly care at this point in time.

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