all along the watchtower

Temeraire Stormbringer · 08-07-2012, 03:19 PM

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08.08.12 . 11am . amherst . lupus form

Teme Lupus is by Alaine!

Three days ago, his Uncle Niernan had made the point about his wanderings outside of Vinátta. After the initial terror of what was happening to him had died down, Niernan had made his fair point to him. He had frozen, been completely unable to do anything by lie limply in the arms of his 'attacker' and that response had scared even himself. The fright he'd taken had scared him away from the borders and Tem had been spending a lot of time at the stables with Helexia, spending time with Elias and trying not to be too enthusiastic when calling on Ink. He was excited to have a friend his own age and who appeared to be similar to himself. Yesterday his father had found him and asked him to refrain from disappearing out of the packlands while they were once again building- the patrols were less when almost everyone was intent on raising a village hall. He'd promised his father, but the temptation had been almost hard enough to make him break this promise.

He'd managed to hold out though and he'd remained in Vinátta for the whole day. Of course, his fathers concerns had fuelled a desire in the boy and he'd risen earlier than normal to catch his dad. Asking permission had been like pulling a thorn from a paw pad and Teme had stumbled through his request with frustration clearly on his face. Surprisingly his father had agreed as long as he was back by sundown, which was reasonable he argued with himself. Of course, the thrill of leaving the pack with permission was non existent and he'd crossed over the border on four legs, a scowl on his lips. Still, it was better than being kept in the pack and with each step away from the borders, his mood lifted.

He'd only managed to explore the outskirts of Amherst closest to Vinátta, so today he deliberately moved for a more central area of the concrete jungle. The cracked pavement was harsh against all four paws and the dark male found himself jumping onto the clumps of grass growing between these cracks. Before long, an amused chuckle escaped him as he found the clumps lessen and he found more interesting ways to leap onto these little 'islands' to avoid the cracked pavement, which had suddenly taken on a more dangerous aspect than before.

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