The Return Of Shadow.
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OOC text: I Have returned and this takes place a little over a month after the death of Amy's pups. Shadow ran off and needed to be alone and while he was gone he fought bears, cougars and mountain lions, basically wanting a death wish. He will need friends to help him threw the mental and physical torture and pain that he is living with due to his decision. | WC :: +000

The wind blew like a never ending roar of cold and ice. The snow hit him hard but he ignored it. He looked out with cold , blue and yellow eyes from within the pelt and hood made from a black bear that he had killed while he was away. He had his sword strapped onto his back but it was wrapped in the pelt of a mountain lion and he also had some pelts of some dear and a cougar that were all wrapped up and tied to the sword like a makeshift backpack.

He growled low as he thought about the past. It was still fresh in his mind, The death of the pups by his hand. He had killed many creatures but never before did he ever think that he would have to kill pups. He opened his eyes after the brief but painful thought and he started to walk forward now down the snow covered slop towards the base of the mountain where the caves to New Dawn were.

He climbed down slowly, at first he was able to walked down the angle of the mountain but then he had to use his hands and knees and then it finally required him to jump from ledge to ledge until he was far enough down where the snow couldn't reach and he was able to trust his footing knowing he wouldn't slip anymore. He grabbed onto a tree and used it to slow his fall as he jumped from a ledge he was on and his claws acted as brakes so that when he landed on the ground it would not harm him. He landed making a loud thump from all the weight he had on him and he then stood straight up and looked around and he smelled the air and he picked up someone.

He had been gone for so long that he no longer remembered the smells of his own pack and when they would see his eyes they would know that his lack of social graces wasn't due to disrespect, It was due to the pain he had within. He wasn't the loving carefree, beast with a heart anymore. The love was there and he would love to see his friends but he wouldn't act the same until the pain in his soul was taken care of.

Shadow looked in the direction of the coming wolf as he was clad within his many pelts and he didn't even thing that who ever met him first might not know who he was at first glace and probably even first smell due to it being a little over a month.



Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!' Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
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