WC: 243
Niro was taking his time to get out, he hadn’t been outside the borders in a while and he was starting to worry about his sister, but he couldn’t go just yet, things were too shaky at the moment. No he was just taking a short walk into the forest, to remind himself that he was not the master of direction, as he’d once gotten so lost as to find himself across the whole or the peninsula and Close to Dahlia. He knew he was no where near there though, He made a habit of entering the forest to make sure he got to know it more than he had over the summer. Marahute was perched up on Niro’s shoulder, a favorite spot of hers, and having hunted already she didn’t feel the need to give Niro any privacy.
He sauntered over an invisible path when a sight caught him. It was that of another wolf, and it seemed he was quite happy, though Niro could tell the male was looking for someone. Stopping Niro turned to the other man.
“Lost something?”
Was all he asked. It made his presence known, and his intentions were clear in his want to help the man. They were like polar opposites, Niro a light gray the other much darker, but this didn’t mean Niro would judge the man just because he had black fur, he’d wait to pass judgment there.
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