the begining of tomorrow
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ooc: the mountains

The silvery fellow had been crossing the mountains forever. He had been so relieved when the downward slope began about his paws that he almost let out a howl out of pure joy. Generally he was of a quiet and brooding type but since he had left his pack to find new grounds and a home all his own it seemed a weight had been lifted off his shoulders for the time being. One he knew sooner or later that he would have to return to, but this time it would be a pack of his choosing, if they would have him, and one where every other face was not one related to him in some way. That would be a treat indeed.

The older male stood on the slight outcrop overlooking these new lands and wondered just what was out there. The scent of packs, of canines and other such creatures reached his nose, but for the moment he was not interested in investigating the claimed lands. For now he just wanted to be free and live a little, learn a little and figure out for himself where he belonged. Chained down at the moment was not where he belonged, that was one thing he did know.


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