Domonick wondered through the trees of Ethereal Eclipse, his paws crunching over some of the snow that lay under him. He had never been through here before, he ventured off for a day from the pack to try and see how things were out here. When he was gone, he didn’t travel from the pack, so this was new for him. He grabbed a hold of a tree branch and looked around, through the trees, ”Easy to get lost up here, maybe I should have stayed in Phoenix Valley.” he let out a small laugh and kept on walking.

He came to a small clearing in the woods, a rock protruding from the ground, he went over and sat down it attempting to catch his breath. ”Damn, been walking for a bit.” He bent over and picked up a stick off the ground, and started playing around with it in the ground and snow. He let out a sigh and dropped the stick to the ground; he stood up and stretched his back letting out several pops. ”Alright, gotta get back before it gets too late, I think I’ve seen enough of this area.”

He started walking towards Phoenix Valley, he had a good minute to go before he would be close to the borders. He tipped through the trees, looking around at the beauty of the area. Without watching he was going, his foot slipped on a patch of snow, causing his feet to come out from under him. He fell onto his back, and tumbled down the small hill, snapping several small, dead trees in the process. ”Oh, damn it.” he moaned. He placed his hand on his head, sitting up. ”Clumsy idiot.” he said laughing. ”That hurt like hell.” He sat where he was, looking up at the small tree he broke, ”Well, that could have been worse.”
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Domonick rolled his shoulders, making sure everything was fine. "Damn that is really gonna hurt later. Domonick heard someone speak, he looked up, it was a wolf he'd never met before, he didn't smell like Phoenix Valley, Must be from another pack. he thought. He smiled, "Yeah, that was pretty cool though wasn't it." he let out a laugh.

He took the wolf's offered hand, getting up. He rolled his shoulders around again, stretching, popping his back. He looked back at the wolf, smiling, "Nice to meet you Shawchert, my name's Domonick." Domonick's tail wagged softly behind him, he looked up towards the path from where he fell, That was fun. To be honest, that isn't the first time that's happened." he laughed.

"I suppose I have a tendency to fall over things." He let out a small chuckle. "So, I've never seen you around before, I'm from Phoenix Valley, how about yourself, if I may ask of course. He didn't want to seem rude, he had just met this wolf, and he wanted to make be as friendly as possible, he wanted friends, not enemies. Friends in other packs was always a good thing.

Domonick let out a laugh as Shawchert spoke, "Yeah, I'd think it'd be safer too." his smile stretched across his face. It was nice meeting someone he'd never met, he liked meeting people, especially someone from other packs. He scratched the back of his head, laughing.

"Cercatori d’ Arte, I've heard of it, never met anyone from there." Domonick had heard talk of it, but he didn't know much about it. He guess it was possibly relatively newly formed, or he could have just never heard of it until recently. He was isolated too long to really hear any newer news about the packs, and not much talk has been going around.

Domonick chuckled softly as Shewchet mentioned Jefferson,

"He's the same as any other weather, grumpy, aggravated," he let out another chuckle, "but, he's doing well from when I've seen him." He laughed at the thought of seeing Jefferson shivering, covered in snow. "I don't think any weather could change the way he acts." He smiled, Jefferson was hard, he knew that, but he also knew that he always meant well, no matter what.

"I love the snow," he said with a smile, "the way it's so different from other weather. It's beautiful too."

Domonick's tail flicked happily behind him. "Yeah, I suppose anything would have been better than sliding down on my own tail." His ears flicked from a small gust of wind that blew through the area, rustling his fur.

He thought of the work on the pack lands, the stress that must be put on Jefferson’s shoulders. With him being in Aniway and Phoenix Valley; he knew that it couldn’t be easy just running one pack, but two had to be almost impossible. He smiled slightly, I guess he has a right to be a jerk, if I had that much stuff on my shoulders, I doubt I could compose myself half as well as he does.

”Yeah, he’s had it rough, but things always get better.” he smiled, thinking of his own past, and the saying was true, things eventually get better after awhile; at least for him it eventually did.

Domonick looked down at the snow, playing around with it with his foot; he had spent the whole storm away from Phoenix Valley, in his self put isolation. Staying away from anyone and everyone; it had been hard, the cold didn’t help. He had been stuck in a small den for the majority of the weather. He smirked slightly at the thought, You coulda been comfortable if you just stayed in the pack. he pushed the thoughts away, he didn’t need to bring himself down now.

”Yeah, I hear yah, we’ve got some work to do too. Not gonna be easy with the way things are now, but hopefully, things change soon.”