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16.06.2012 . 2pm . borders . lupus form
Temeraire Lupus is by Alaine!
There had been so many newcomers in the past weeks that it often made the young boys head spin. Remembering what it was like at the Lakes, where they had been a small family group made him wonder at where all these other people had come from and why they wanted to live in their home now. The pup wasn't resentful of them- by no means, but he hadn't properly met half of them yet and in his mind, they floated around Vinátta without names or faces. In these moments, the boy thought that they might not exist until someone spoke to them- of course their strong scents were testimony against that theory. In the mind of a young one, it made plausible sense however and he continued on like this for as long as he could. In just a few days he would be six months old and officially not a puppy anymore.
Perhaps it was this fact that had him closer to the borders. Whenever a call went up from this area of their lands, Temeraire ignored it. There was nothing he could do about it anyway and it was better off just staying where he was, playing with Eli most of the time. Eli was preoccupied today and that caused the dark Stormbringer to become bored and restless. He'd tried to get closer to the near wild mare in one of the stables but as always she'd lashed out and nearly caught his front leg. He'd decided to walk away after that, disappointment on his pouted lips.
When the demanding howl rose from the borders this time however, a curious look came over the boy and he started to move with surprising speed to where he thought he'd heard someone. It was perhaps foolish, but it never crossed the boys mind that whoever was out there could be dangerous. In that pup like way, the young boy bounded out of the trees, gangly body unco-ordinated and clumsy. He came to a stop as sparkling blue eyes caught sight of a luperci sat just outside their borders. 'Lo there, I'm Temeraire Stormbringer. This is Vinátta He informed the male, hoping he was doing it right.
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