wisdom born of [p]ain
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((Sorry, didn't mean to take so long. Yes, the field is by the border. ^^; ))

He was sitting on a log at the edge of a field, his mis-matched eyes lost in thought. What could he do to show his feeling to Sky? A poem was beginning to form in his mind, but the words were scattered by a shout. He blinked, the distance in his eyes receding into a sharp watchful gaze. He stood, brushing off the jeans he wore more often than not. He slipped the small notebook into a back pocket. His ears perked up, then laid back, his tail shifting to a more dominant position. He didn't shout back, just made his way to the edge of the field, his eyes moving restlessly. There. A black wolf stood at the edge of the field. A female.

Relieved that it was neither Lucifer, nor Azza, the male's posture relaxed some. His ears came forward to express a wary welcome to the female. He paused a few feet from her, tilting his head slightly to study her through bi-colored eyes. "Hello, there. Can I help you?" He'd heard stories of Soran, but didn't remember meeting her before. So the young male had no clue that this dark furred woman was his mother's first mate.

He paused to let her introduce herself first, before offering his name.


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