09-26-2008, 11:07 PM
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[/html]He raised a hand, pinching the bridge of his nose between his eyes with thumb and forefinger. Though he was glad that Crimson Dreams had finally been established, things weren’t going exactly how he had planned. Oddly he still felt secluded as if he didn’t quite belong. The fact that he was a sub-leader among friends didn’t seem to help at all either. He wasn’t sure why his life had taken this turn, but it was as if he had fallen into a rut after Dierdre’s disappearance and he just couldn’t seem to crawl out of it.
He let both arms fall to his sides as he let out a deep sigh, barely noticing just how breath taking the sky had become. Instead, he trudged along as if somehow he would find the answers to any and all of the questions he had. His hair cascaded into his eyes, but he merely blinked and shifted his head so that the tufts gently blew to the side. The silver stud in his lip shimmered for a moment as he suddenly turned on his feet, the pastel light from the dying sun given his fur a golden sheen.
He studied the ground beneath him, unaware that he was closing the distance in on one of his fellow pack mates. Before he had a chance to realize this, Urma came into his view and he was looking over to where she had dug her den. He offered a smile, moving closer and crouching down near where she had laid. "Hi there," he offered, suddenly glad he wasn’t alone anymore.