A Sheep in Wolve's Clothing

Zalen Damaichu · 07-06-2011, 07:27 PM

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Hello all! Zalen is moving along the coast line having just met Theodore at the mouth of the Pictou River. He doesn’t know the area and foolishly walked right into Inferni. Sufficed to say he don’t like coyotes. All are welcome, please don’t beat up on him too bad. If you do wish to get into a fight with him or something, PM me and we can work out the details.

ZALEN

Zalen had moved away from the sea and now was heading inland, but still paralleling the coast line. So he had somehow managed to make it into Nova Scotia. It was difficult to believe that he had come so far in the six months he had traveled alone. But it was good to be back in fertile lands, so different from the burned ones he had gone through last week. Something terrible must have happened in the area to the North, but this did not matter much to him. Now he was faced with a dilemma; continue to wander aimlessly as a loner in this unfamiliar area with many unfamiliar packs or to join one. The latter choice had not ended well for him in the past and he was hesitant to remake past mistakes, even if a different outcome was possible.

However he considered himself very lucky that the first individual he had crossed paths with was not hostile. Zalen recalled his somewhat awkward but understanding conversation with Theodore Stone of the Anathema pack. How strange it was to meet up with another wolf that could have been Zalen’s twin. But sadness lined Zalen’s heart as he recalled Theodore’s anguish. Zalen had felt as helpless as the defeated wolf in front of him. How he wished he could have done more to help Theodore’s heart, but he just couldn’t find the words…

SNAP!

Zalen froze at the at the sound and slowly looked down to where his large paw had met an unfamiliar ground. What he saw chilled him to his core. In between his clawed toes was a crushed skull, a wolf skull, painted with bloodied markings. His head shot up and he took a good look at the surrounding area. He was standing next to wind twisted tree, in a prairie like opening. Raising his snout to the air he took a deep breath.

Coyotes…

In an instant he began to move, and at the same time shift. Mid run he grew in size and speed as he changed from lupus to secui. Coyotes! How could he have been so stupid as not to pay closer attention to his surroundings. He definitely did not want to be where he was and he needed to get out fast!

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