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Dreams were becoming less and less common for the growing canine. The wild imagination that he had once carried began slowing down- Piecing together the lovely world that had been placed before him. Little things that had once carried no meaning now became interesting.. Some thing to look into, and if called for, some thing to treasure.

The waves washed upon the beach, hardly staying for a moment before retreating. "Where are they going?" He wondered, trying to picture what went on beneath the dark blue waters. Fish were one of the creatures he knew for a fact lived in them.. For Gideon had spoke of an activity called 'fishing' before. In fact, it had been recently after Range had participated in his first hunt. The young male stretched out, feeling the sand rub against his tan stomach. He dug his long claws into the sand, dragging it back towards his body and eying the clearly draw marks they made. Amused by the drawing, he pressed his paw into the sand. Though the paw print was not half as pure as the drawings made by his nails, it did made a nice indentation.

Although he was aware that the marks would soon be washed away by precipitation- It still gave his a bit of pleasure to know that he had been the one to put them there. He rolled on to his side, blinking lazily at the ocean. The sun was still high in the sky, appearing in doubles as it reflected off the ocean.

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Still watching the deep blue, the male took a short intake of breath as the wind whipped by. He crinkled his face a bit, picking up a smell that seemed familiar. His black nose struggled and twitched, trying to do as he commanded. After a few moments his grogginess began to wear off, replaced with a small case of confusion.

It smelled of his pack lands. Home. "Is someone following me..?" He wondered, a bit uncomfortable with the fact that someone might be. No wolf in Dahlia seemed to venture out regularly. After all, they just about had every thing they needed within the lands. Even with the wreckage the storm had caused- It was still their home. His two toned orbs widened as the young child darted by, seemingly avoiding the water that grabbed up at her. "Hey.. Hey!" He said, still pondering why she would be out this far. Range and Melee had always been the adventurous sort.. But, well, she was going to get herself hurt. Instinct told the boy to just run over there and grab her, but if she yearned for independence as much as he had, she wouldn't enjoy that. "Come ova' here!"

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"The water was cheating, huh?" He gave an amused look, eying the young girl. He felt better having her close.. Even though the waves were beautiful, he could tell they were also powerful. His eyes flickered, his gaze turning over to restless water. His nerves now seemed to calm as he stared over the endless blue, allowing him to now focus enough to speak about more important things. "Your dad.." He said, tilting his head a tad. "What're you doing way out here?"

Seeing as how she referred to the pack lands being her father's, Range automatically assumed that she was the daughter of Conor. From what he knew of the leader, he was a good man- But the boy had never known him to have a mate. The brown and tans that made up her body made it easy to believe that she was indeed his daughter. "Then again.. There are many Brown wolves." As he drew his orbs back to the young lady he began to wonder which of his features she would inherit. If she would take any at all.

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"Don't you think your daddy will be worried?" He asked, thinking back on what Gideon had to do during his younger months to get him out of trouble. He wasn't really as difficult as his sister- He tended to wander less. But when he did wander, he always happened to stumble into 'dangerous' situations.

Range looked at the small girl, furrowing his brow in a confused matter. "Speaking to you." He offered her a smile, viciously tossing the idea of what the hell he really was doing once again. He thought about offering to bring her home, just to make sure she got there safe. But instinct told him she probably wouldn't follow, and he could definitely get in trouble if she got lost.

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"Well, I believe you.. But the water, can you hear it?" Range asked, turning turning so he faced towards the water. His ears twitching, he turned back to face the young girl. "It says.. It says it's worried, because some times, it plays to rough. And it might hurt you." He said, a phony frown upon his face. He figured this was the easiest way to explain it to her, since this way he wouldn't have to look like the bad guy- Nor would he have to worry about her being unaware of the dangers that come with large bodies of water.

The boy let what he had said sink in, wondering how she would take it. "If you want, I can help you get home. Or at least bring you closer to Dahlia." Again, he compared his younger self to the little girl. "Would I have let someone lead me home?" Probably, he thought back. He was all to trusting.. Chances are he could still be seen as over trusting, even with the months that he felt he had learned so much during.