Non-mandatory pack thread... over by the Border Tree! Skye needs to reply first. 
Predated May 3rd!
He was a private individual; never did he ask for attention in neither behavior nor appearance. Micah was one to blend into the background unnoticed, a face in the crowd, where he was safe from targeting. His anxieties would not spike, his hands would not shake, his eyes would not dry from lack of blinking, and this was all because he was, after all, a private individual.
Micah knew that in order to remain a piece of Cercatori d'Arte, he would have to step outside his own comfort zone and become familiar with those who shared the space. The pack was small in size — a more ideal situation for someone so socially anxious — and though he had not been there long, in his chest blossomed a sense of pride for being called a member. No, hardly anyone knew him yet, but the pride dwelt there no less.
The boy shook the can of spray paint in his hand, stepping back and pulling down the handkerchief from his nose as chocolate eyes gazed upon all he had created. It was a long shard of wood, found somewhere on the territory, that he had whittled down to a near-smoothness with a knife during much of his free time. The boy had leaned it against the Border Tree, where so many of his fellow artists had marked their pride for the pack; the boy had painted at the wood with swift, sweeping motions, and called it complete as she stepped back.
"Cercatori d'Arte," it read, like all the rest of the tree's markings. He hardly knew them, but he was a piece of them. Micah breathed pride, a sheepish smile at his face as he brushed black curls away with color-tainted fingers. He would leave it there, hoping the graffiti might be embraced by his packmates, and sneak away unnoticed. It was what he did best.
A crack and disturbance in the brush and forest behind him — had he been discovered? Micah panicked, looking over his shoulder, and in quick motions he gathered his things and fled into hiding within the undergrowth, peering out anxiously at whomever had been approaching.
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