01-08-2008, 07:27 PM
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He was not as adventurous, as he was restless. He could, as long as he had the energy in his little legs, cover great distances - for a puppy, that is - within the span of a day. Why did he such a thing was not because he wanted to necessarily see new things, or meet new wolves, but more because he enjoyed the exercise. As he grew, he found that the more active he was, the less tired he became - his endurance increasing - and muscle slowly building on his scrawny limbs. These things pleased him, for some reason or another. He would love to be able to run around all day, play games, do whatever he wanted, and never be tired.
The bay was an interesting place while the sky overhead roared angrily. The water rippled with a vengeance, and he thought it was nice to see, for some odd reason. His mind floated with possibilities of what could happen if one should ever try to stupidly swim in it...
Shaking his head as if to clear it of the negative thoughts, the boy looked around. There was little to be heard, with the noise of the water and wind, so his violet optics scanned the bay intently. He smiled when he saw that he was not alone - no, there was another there. He seemed to be trying to get somewhere - intent on getting wherever that was - and the young wolf hoped he didn’t mind some company. The pup carefully approached the other, although obviously not carefully enough, as he tripped over his own legs. The appendages, tangled and momentarily useless, caused him to fall over and roll forward. Landing face first, after rolling several steps, the male looked up at the other wolf.
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He was not as adventurous, as he was restless. He could, as long as he had the energy in his little legs, cover great distances - for a puppy, that is - within the span of a day. Why did he such a thing was not because he wanted to necessarily see new things, or meet new wolves, but more because he enjoyed the exercise. As he grew, he found that the more active he was, the less tired he became - his endurance increasing - and muscle slowly building on his scrawny limbs. These things pleased him, for some reason or another. He would love to be able to run around all day, play games, do whatever he wanted, and never be tired.
The bay was an interesting place while the sky overhead roared angrily. The water rippled with a vengeance, and he thought it was nice to see, for some odd reason. His mind floated with possibilities of what could happen if one should ever try to stupidly swim in it...
Shaking his head as if to clear it of the negative thoughts, the boy looked around. There was little to be heard, with the noise of the water and wind, so his violet optics scanned the bay intently. He smiled when he saw that he was not alone - no, there was another there. He seemed to be trying to get somewhere - intent on getting wherever that was - and the young wolf hoped he didn’t mind some company. The pup carefully approached the other, although obviously not carefully enough, as he tripped over his own legs. The appendages, tangled and momentarily useless, caused him to fall over and roll forward. Landing face first, after rolling several steps, the male looked up at the other wolf.
...Er, hello.Not the best of intros, but it worked.
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