08-10-2012, 12:17 AM
He'd woken up shivering a little. It wasn't often Raoth felt fear, or at least not often that he admitted to such an emotion. A dream where he couldn't scream though, that got to him. Living that reality didn't seem to lessen it's potency in the slightest. Sour he'd slipped out, knowing that everybody else would still be asleep. The moon was beginning it's descent, marking that the night was weakening. Silently he slipped through the pack, trying to make as little sound as possible. He didn't want to draw the wrong attention to himself.
Outside of the borders he found himself a place to settle down. It wasn't too far from the borders, still in distance of a howl if Aro searched for him. The coyote quickly clambered up the tree, his sharp movements smooth as he moved higher and higher. Settling into the nook of the branches he stared out. Raoth wasn't someone that could ever cry out if he was in trouble. The only protection he had now was his wits. The coyote still went out alone, refusing to give in. He wasn't someone to give up.
Outside of the borders he found himself a place to settle down. It wasn't too far from the borders, still in distance of a howl if Aro searched for him. The coyote quickly clambered up the tree, his sharp movements smooth as he moved higher and higher. Settling into the nook of the branches he stared out. Raoth wasn't someone that could ever cry out if he was in trouble. The only protection he had now was his wits. The coyote still went out alone, refusing to give in. He wasn't someone to give up.