Wow, there was so much land and open territory. Nova Scotia was still new to Itzal. And it amazed him how much space their was and how diffrent it could be. He had Headed out exploring really early this morning. He had wanted to check out Dahlia de Mai today. He was getting along well enough. He had meant a few of his fellow packmates, though not yet had he meant anyone outside of his pack. Maybe today would be his lucky day, even though these woods seemed rather void of any life form bigger then a rabbit.
The wolf-coyote hybrid kept going, at a moderate pace, carring himself on two legs in his optime form, even though sometimes he perferred four legs. You made so much more noise on two legs anyways. And he rather liked the queit. Not to say he wouldn't mind a little conversation with someone while he walked. Oh well, he would just have to keep his eyes out.
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