Throw me a bone
#1
Overo's time in Cour des Miracles was quiet and easy. Aside from now having to abide by pack laws and formalities, his life had become significantly less treacherous. He no longer had to fend for his life, ensure his own survival at every moment. He didn't have to always be looking over his shoulder. Overo could finally relax. However, ironically, he was more restless than ever. Thrilled as he was to finally be with his sister again, Overo didn't know what to do with himself.

Irritably, he pushed himself up from the cold ground and shook the dirt from his fur. What he needed was a job, he thought to himself. Some kind of purpose to fulfill in this pack, somewhere he could make his skills useful. How ridiculous he felt, not being able to occupy himself without fighting for his life. Overo found himself almost longing to be back in the wilderness on his own, but caught himself. He had made a promise to Ever and wasn't about to break it now.

Gotta do something. Overo set off at a trot, covering the ground with long strides, towards the more communal area of the pack territory. He had decided it would be beneficial to him(and hopefully the pack), perhaps, to find a higher ranking canine who could help him to find a place for his skills. It was probably time anyway to start being social.


Messages In This Thread

Forum Jump: