i was out on the street

Reed De Lange · 08-16-2011, 12:00 AM

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Since they'd gotten there he hadn't really had any time to himself, so when Reed woke up that morning, he decided to head out and take a walk on the beach just for some alone time. He woke Francois just to tell him he'd be away for a few hours and to tell Mark when he got up. It was extremely relaxing once he got there, and he even wore his "work" jeans so he could walk in the surf a little as it lapped onto the shore. He loved the ocean and the fresh, crisp ocean air. It made him feel so alive and happy and eased all his worries and stresses. Growing up, his mother would take him to the port and they would sit and water the endless horizon as the gulls flew above and called to each other.

The voyage over had been a calm ride, even though he had been sea-sick almost the whole first day. Once he got busy helping the crew as part of the payment for letting him and his friend stow away he forgot all about it, so when he got a moment to relax he could really enjoy it. He scuffed the ground with a black paw and sent sand flying into the wind and watched it get carried off further upwind on the beach before joining the rest of the sand once more.

Although he hadn't found a home yet(and had no idea the way the locals were living), he felt a lot of hope for this new start. He'd find a home for he and his band where they can all be together and make a comfortable life for themselves. But once he got to that home it would take a lot of learning to get to know the customs of a pack, and it would be different than the city-living he'd grown so used to back in Denmark. In a way, getting back to his roots and living closer to nature would probably be a very good life decision. There were no complications here like there were back home. Life being simpler makes it much more enjoyable.

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