Dug my way out of blood and fire

Octavius Poer de Angelo · 03-21-2012, 10:13 AM

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WC:000+ - so late and pathetic... ;-;
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Octavius had been asleep in his mother’s den when the call rang out to join the gathering. Surprisingly, it wasn’t Naniko that called like usual, but instead was the dark male that he’d come to respect, despite not knowing so well. Growling out a low groan, the youngster rolled onto his feet and stretched harshly, cracking his joints as he moved towards the ‘door’. Ducking out, he trotted through the cave systems on all four paws, not bothering to shift into his optime form, heading in the way that the call had come from.

This was stupid...why did he have to go to ANOTHER dumb meeting? It wasn't like his opinion meant anything to the leaders of the pack anyway, right? So what if he was there or not... Octa huffed and grumbled a little bit as he came to the front entrance of the cave that the meeting was taking place in, obviously not wanting to go in at all.

Alaki and Alexander, Naniko, Aeron…and so many others were already gathered by the time he got there, stumbling in, still half asleep. Yawning widely, he walked slowly against the back wall and curled up on the floor; laying his large head on his front paws. Watching and listening wasn’t too hard…but after a while keeping his eyes open was a lost cause. Within a few moments his breathing had deepened and soft snores rumbled through his chest, quietly sounding in the large room.

Image courtesy of Milestoned@Flickr; Table by the Mentors!

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