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Name: GuyAge: 6 years Location: Ethereal Eclipse |
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It was primarily curiosity driving Guy steadily southward. He had already encountered some of the pack borders, skirting well away from them in his furtive investigations, but none of them had appealed. The dark-hued wolf did not know what it was he was looking for, exactly, but perhaps he would when he found it. He only knew mountain-dwelling was not for him, and could read plainly on the skull-lined borders his kind was unwelcome. And so it was ever southward he traveled, past the dead city -- which he avoided dutifully, casting wary glances toward its spires and towers now and again.
Perhaps he would never find a home perfectly suited to himself. There had been a string of them, one after the other, and Guy had never remained more than a year with any of them. The longest had been Matagami, but here, too, Guy found himself low on the totem pole. All he wanted was comfort and a suitably high enough rank where he needn't grovel and simper in the presence of every half-worthy wolf in the pack, and nowhere could he find it. Neither could he seem to attract a woman and found his own pack. None seemed to desire him, or he just wasn't doing it right. Guy had never given it much thought.
He had, however, been thinking quite a lot lately about a scent he'd found in this area. It was one with a vague familiarity, and dimly, Guy hoped to meet one of his long-lost family. His sister, perhaps? Or even his mother -- it had been so long, Guy did not even think he'd recognize her. But the tawny-hued timberwolf was not certain what this scent was -- only that it was interesting, familiar, and he was following it.
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