12-15-2008, 06:56 PM
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OOC: We can have them reach her den and then continue the thread with the morning after, where he properly asks to join. 
How does that sound?
It was strange that, for all his body ached, Lubomir's heart felt less heavy. He was weak, yes, but then he had always been so. It seemed almost ironic that he, he runt of his litter, had been the great traveller. From the Old Country here and from here to far away lands, all to maintain a promise to a friend. And that friend was now gone. He did wonder sometimes if Skoll would agree with him moving on like this. But the wolf had always been an honest and true friend and he would not begrudge Lubomir his happiness. Looking at Mew, he realized that this was where he wanted to stay. He would seek out his old friends and see what they were doing now, but he would remain with Mew. For as long as she wanted him.
That Mew had missed him only made the reunion that much sweeter. He nudged her again and slowly made his way into the packlands. The smell of wolf was overpowering. It felt good, to be someone that didn't stink of him, to be in a place that didn't reek of dead animal and depression. And the promise of a den was just that much more enticing. What has happened in my absence? And would your mate not be angry about you bringing in an angel? His nose might still betray him yet. Best get the awkward part out of the way now.
How does that sound?It was strange that, for all his body ached, Lubomir's heart felt less heavy. He was weak, yes, but then he had always been so. It seemed almost ironic that he, he runt of his litter, had been the great traveller. From the Old Country here and from here to far away lands, all to maintain a promise to a friend. And that friend was now gone. He did wonder sometimes if Skoll would agree with him moving on like this. But the wolf had always been an honest and true friend and he would not begrudge Lubomir his happiness. Looking at Mew, he realized that this was where he wanted to stay. He would seek out his old friends and see what they were doing now, but he would remain with Mew. For as long as she wanted him.
That Mew had missed him only made the reunion that much sweeter. He nudged her again and slowly made his way into the packlands. The smell of wolf was overpowering. It felt good, to be someone that didn't stink of him, to be in a place that didn't reek of dead animal and depression. And the promise of a den was just that much more enticing. What has happened in my absence? And would your mate not be angry about you bringing in an angel? His nose might still betray him yet. Best get the awkward part out of the way now.