I Was Told My Uncle Lives Here.
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Io told Aslan that his uncle lived in a pack called Cercatori D'Arte. He had planned out the trip with Io and she had given him directions on how to get here. He had a pack on his back filled with food and anything he may need. The dog-tags he had recently found clacked as they hit eachother hanging from his neck. He walked with purpose. He wanted to get to the packlands as quickly as he could. He was pretty sure he was halfway there, he had been traveling for a while. At first Aslan was scared that he would be attacked or run into another wolf but so far he hadn't seen any.

He was lost in thought and didn't even notice when he was at the borders of the pack. He had traveled for a lot longer, stopping for a little while to take a nap and eat. Unknowingly he crossed the borders. Finally he realized that he was in packlands and stopped quickly. He looked around worriedly and started to freak out. He whimpered, would he be punished for crossing them. He thought about going back but couldn't figure out where he was. He sat down hesitantly and tipped his head to the dark sky. He let out a howl especially for Galileo. When he was finished he lay down, still whimpering. He was so afraid that he would be hurt because he crossed the borders. He scanned the lands, looking for any wolves, also checking to make sure that if he did see another wolf that they didn't look angry.


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