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Silvano was almost an adult in the pack and that meant he would just leave the packlands whenever the hell he wanted to. Not like his parents worried about him too much, or so he believed. They never went looking for him in a huff, and he had rarely gone further than the borders. He had never even gone to another pack! What were they supposed to worry about? Not him, for sure. Artemis for sure, but she looked for trouble like they used to look for adventure as kids. One day she'd hurt herself and it would be on all their heads for never discouraging her from her recklessness. But that was always just a passing thought, a passing fancy. Artemis was always good at what she did, and there was never anything to really fear. She was smart; she could survive anything.
But now, on a mindless walk, the Sadira youth strolled without a thought out of the pack lands. He followed the frozen beaches of the lake, crunching on frost and crushing dead stalks of lake weeds. It was cold out, but the boy had his scarf and he noticed nothing else aside from the cold tingle of his nose in the wind. Every huff of air out created a misty could before him, but his seeing but not seeing eyes simply glanced past it. Somehow, somehow he had wandered out past the limits of his home and perhaps toward the, presumably, raging sea.
He realized where he was when he was a good hour away from the lake and then even longer from the mansion. Silvano blinked his eyes as he tried to figure out where he was. Turning on his heels, the Sadira boy tried to figure out where he had just come from. Growling lightly, he rubbed his hands together before placing one on a tree and looking up the trunk. He was in no hurry to get back to being bored. So if he ought to be bored he ought to do it here. With a grunt of exertion, the boy hefted himself up the tree, to the first branch. Settling himself, he leaned against a very closely adjacent branch. Feet and tail dangling, the mottled Dreamer looked at the barren trees around him, mind disappearing into his dream state, thinking of flying.
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