You don't stay with the one you can live with

Swentzle Byström · 12-17-2011, 08:54 PM

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For Isabella! Sorry for the wait, got a little distracted. ^^ Set Dec. 14th!

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Swentzle had yet to truly become a part of the Ichikan community--their scent wasn't even on his fur yet, not fully--and so he felt little remorse in leaving the packlands for a while and venturing out into the lovely Drifter Bay area, which reminded him so warmly of home. He'd left behind all his companions, even Fovea, whom usually served as his guide, preferring to rely on his walking stick and his slowly fading vision. It was early in the evening, yet, but the time would come when the sun would set completely, and his vision would go black. He only hoped he managed to make it to a safe place to spend the night before then.

He'd come far since that morning, farther than he'd ever gone before; but he remembered vaguely coming across the river before, and felt uncomfortable crossing it. He could smell other wolves there, perhaps a pack, and he didn't particularly want to trespass just then. He could go for a dip, though, and the water wasn't too deep, nor the current too fast; he wouldn't be swept away. Leaving his stick on the bank, he pulled his parka over his head and folded it up before wading into the water. Swentzle could feel little fish swimming around his legs, as the current was rather lazy in this part of the river, and as he waded deeper, until he was up to his neck in water and his hair floated around his head, he thought he might perhaps try to catch one. He might not be able to hunt, as that required running down and catching his meal; but there was nothing that stopped him from standing perfectly still, and holding his hands just so, waiting for a fish to swim into them.

Table by Aly, code by the Mentors!

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