Footprints in the sand
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WC: 334 OOC: Rawr! He's all guilty and stuff specially after he had a run in with vigil Tongue

He had not been near the city in some time, but he saw it looming in front of him as he moved in the sands of the Shattered coast. He tended to keep away from the old rotting city now, after he'd been attacked by a loner who appeared to have a horrible hate for him, though it seemed Niro had been trespassing a the time, but he had to get his bird out of the large building she'd flown into. His thoughts kept him far enough away that he might not go there again. He turned his attention back on the beach, watching the tide push and pull at the tiny grains of sand that lay over the beach. Niro moved closer to the water, but knew that it was much too cold to go in, but he wanted a closer look, even though he lived right by the water, there was always something new to see, and to learn as he crept closer.

The waves reminded him of the first time he came here... over a year ago... and then his thoughts went straight to the fact his birthday would be in a few days. He'd not heard word from his sister after she told him that she was pregnant with that asshole's children. Now he would be turning two alone. He'd find a way to get to his twin though, but he didn't want to leave Amaranth alone just in case something happened to the puppies that she was carrying herself. Already two and he had three children and more on the way. It made him wonder what kind of wolf he was. He felt dirty and unclean just from thinking about the women he had been with. He was loyal to a fault with Amaranth but before her it had been one and before that one it had been someone he'd just met... how he could let himself do that... was beyond him.

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