[J] Follow the Path

Augustus · 12-12-2011, 03:54 PM

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OOC Desired Tier: Cavalry
Canine NPC: No
Non-Canine NPC: No-

Word Count → 400

‘Turn towards the south and you will come to the forest’s edge.’ He paused to look up from the earth, there was the forest’s edge ahead of him. He scented the air before digging in and resuming his long loping stride. It had taken him over a month to make his final decision. When he did, it was his belly, never full for long, that had ended his internal debate. It was a wonder he had remembered her exact directions for so long, although there were scents along to way to guide him. Her's was the faintest whisper, instead he followed the trails of other- fresher scents and several heading in one direction. It was his best bet.Follow the forest boundary where the trees meet the open land, Again, her instructions rang clear in his head. He drove himself harder now, keeping his eyes on the horizon, and filling his nostrils with the scents around him. It would not do for him to overstep the invisible barrier of the pack lands. Caspa’s scent was faint, but it was there. She had come this way. The forest was starting to thin and the land opened up before him. Somehow, he knew he was close now. Each step brought him nearer and nearer, and a slight tinge of anxiety crept up his spine.

Until you reach the borders of Cour des Miracles. It hit him like a brick and he stopped suddenly, his claws tearing rivets in the dirt. The scent was thick as the claim to the land. He had not crossed, but the border seemed to spring upon him at the last moment. His heart leapt into his throat and he forcefully swallowed it down again. His breath was heavy and he inhaled sharply. He paused to catch his breath. When his body had settled he closed his green-flecked eyes. He drew in another deep breath, less hurried, and much more satisfying, and allowed the tension to seep out of him as he exhaled. Steeling himself he looked at the lands beyond once more before slowly raising his scarred muzzle to the skies.

A voice pure and deep ascended skyward, the true essence of the wild. It continued on until trailing off abruptly. The last note still hung heavy in the air when the black and white male lowered his head. His paws twitched briefly and then the wait began.

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