roll away roll away
#1
ooc: drifters bay


He had been trotting along for a while, putting miles between him and the crazy coyote clan. So it seemed that the vermin had been smart enough at least to find strength in numbers, something he didn't approve of at all. He growled slightly at the idea as a burst of steam escaped his lips. The night was coming on strong and he knew sooner than later he would need to find a place to den up. The male began to slow down, thinking that perhaps he had finally put enough distance between the dangers of a hostle border and his own pelt.

He didn't like running from a fight, but when he realized that the coyotes now had strength in a clan he wasn't about to pick a fight with one at the border of their own land. He wished that he could have left the male who had chased him off with a few more marks upon his flesh but he had no notion to die before he had a chance to explore these new lands, so he had stood his ground while he could and when it suited him he had high tailed it across the lands for a better heaven of sorts.


Messages In This Thread

Forum Jump: