06-26-2012, 10:16 PM
Peace. That was what Mihael wanted, peace on the inside. Not that he had anything to be particularly guilty or stressed about, but after years of moving from place to place and being all alone yet never spending time to himself, he wanted peace.
He had heard about this pack a lifetime ago, he liked their ideals, he felt that coming to this pack would not be stripping the life that he did indeed love away from him completely. He concluded that the main differences would be that he would no longer be alone all of the time, and that he would have security. They believed in just about everything that he himself did, and they had opportunities that he had been secretly striving for throughout his life. When he finally departed his “home” to join this pack, he knew it was going to be a great decision.
His family’s pack back in Alaska was full of members who practiced medicine, so the young were encouraged to become defenders of the pack or those that prepare food. Mihael didn’t want that, he knew that if he did become either of those things he would indeed be helping the pack out a little, but he’d always strived to truly help someone. Even if just one animal or person or any one thing at all.
Now he found himself having achieved his goal. Across a country and in somewhere he’d never been he had finally become someone who practiced medicine. The lowest medicine practicing rank in this pack, but he was still going to be doing what he loved. He had only been accepted into the pack very recently, so he had yet to show what little healing abilities he had. He was eager to learn and to show off what he could do, but he quickly realized that to show off his skills, someone would likely have to get hurt which would not quite be worth the reward.
He had been exploring the AniWayan territory before heading into the village and becoming acquainted with others of his new pack. He was near the Adagio Creek and the night sky with the moon and stars glittering and glowing within it simply made the area even more beautiful than before. He was in a sitting position and leaning on a tree, he cupped his face in his hands and took in a deep breath. In his years of traveling, he had seen many beautiful places, but the scenery surrounding him could easily take first place. He couldn't help but notice that his own fluffy coat looked particularly nice in the moonlight, the white glowed and the silver sparkled. This was a good way to enter a pack.
He had heard about this pack a lifetime ago, he liked their ideals, he felt that coming to this pack would not be stripping the life that he did indeed love away from him completely. He concluded that the main differences would be that he would no longer be alone all of the time, and that he would have security. They believed in just about everything that he himself did, and they had opportunities that he had been secretly striving for throughout his life. When he finally departed his “home” to join this pack, he knew it was going to be a great decision.
His family’s pack back in Alaska was full of members who practiced medicine, so the young were encouraged to become defenders of the pack or those that prepare food. Mihael didn’t want that, he knew that if he did become either of those things he would indeed be helping the pack out a little, but he’d always strived to truly help someone. Even if just one animal or person or any one thing at all.
Now he found himself having achieved his goal. Across a country and in somewhere he’d never been he had finally become someone who practiced medicine. The lowest medicine practicing rank in this pack, but he was still going to be doing what he loved. He had only been accepted into the pack very recently, so he had yet to show what little healing abilities he had. He was eager to learn and to show off what he could do, but he quickly realized that to show off his skills, someone would likely have to get hurt which would not quite be worth the reward.
He had been exploring the AniWayan territory before heading into the village and becoming acquainted with others of his new pack. He was near the Adagio Creek and the night sky with the moon and stars glittering and glowing within it simply made the area even more beautiful than before. He was in a sitting position and leaning on a tree, he cupped his face in his hands and took in a deep breath. In his years of traveling, he had seen many beautiful places, but the scenery surrounding him could easily take first place. He couldn't help but notice that his own fluffy coat looked particularly nice in the moonlight, the white glowed and the silver sparkled. This was a good way to enter a pack.