living with our eyes half open
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through the madness we find
loyalty is no match for power

Word Count → 334 :: All welcome, and feel free to be mean to him and eventually drive him off. He's a slimy two-legged bastard with a cat, after all! Wink

Despite dwelling in the northern region of Nova Scotia for quite some time, Levent had not become acquainted with the packs as he’d wanted to. All he had to go off of were the warnings of a fellow merchant and a little bit of gossip here and there with questionable credibility. For the past few days, he had finally arranged to visit each of the packs and gather what he could about them—especially whether or not they could further his purpose.

His mortality ate away at him when the food was scarce, or the rivers were swollen with snowmelt and rain, or the cry of a fellow wolf echoed hauntingly against the pale moon. The book gave him no consolations, only noted the reasons that he should be afraid. It had gotten harder to fall asleep, and one morning it had taken Wilson gashing open his nose to wake him.

Levent did not know why it had all gotten harder, but it lent desperation to his movements as he trekked north again, winding around the isthmus to the reeking borders of a wolf pack. Ilk, he announced wearily when he paused, rubbing his scarred shoulder. I don’t even think Amy gave me this pack’s name. She had neglected to give him the names of the soft southern packs, he knew, but this one was a mystery to him.

Maybe this isn’t a good idea, Wilson said, his voice quiet as he pressed close to his optime-formed friend. They smell… Words failed him, but his tremulous meow of low speech carried the meaning across. It invoked a lot of images that the man didn’t want to think about, and his hackles quivered underneath his shirt. He’d left his satchel in a tree elsewhere, but as always, his throwing knives were on him in their shoulder-pouch.

You don’t have to stay with me, the Turkish wolf said gently, glancing down at the tomcat, but Wilson didn’t budge.
Resigned, Levent tilted his head up and howled.

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