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The male was rather spent. His day had turned out far different than he expected it to. First he woke up quite early in the hopes to find Leon’s den and spend the day with him. He had failed miserably and ended sort of lost in the ethereal eclipse area. He knew the way home of course but the male just couldn’t find his friend. Then he ran into a rather interesting fellow who inquired about the scarred hunter. Their time had ended up filling most of the day as he could not turn down the opportunity to gain another pupil. It was one of his passions to ensure a canine could perform at their peak. Light was a sucker for those who desired to be better.
Finally the hunter gave up late in the day after the training session with the new male. The sun had started to disappear turning the sky to a deep dark blue before the black would arrive. It was then the area started to seem familiar and remembrance of his encounter with the dark clothed male reduced from a fuzzy almost dream like memory. He couldn’t help but to give small smirk for the male had really started to question whether Leon was merely a figment of his imagination. The scent of the male was becoming clearer and soon enough he found a fresh trail. He followed it and was within range of what he guessed was his den.
He decided to announce himself, he didn’t want the male or his younger brother to be startled by the approach of a male into their territory. Therefore he let out a friendly howl hoping the male would recognize his voice. Then he started to feel somewhat nervous, his mind finally questioning if this was really a good idea or not. He barely knew the male and already he couldn’t get him out of his mind. The older male half considered changing his mind but he had already let out a greeting to the young pair. He decided to stay but he wondered how different he would seem to Leon, for the time they had met he was quite loose with alcohol. He couldn’t be at all near that similar relaxation point as he stood there stiff as a board and his face almost seemingly void of emotion. He opened the top of his poorly constructed pouch and rummaged inside ensuring he still had the gifts he wanted to present to the male. They were still there and he shifted his weight from one foot to the other as he awaited any sign that would allow his approach or the greeting of the youth.
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