some things stay the [sam]e; but i've changed

[Mason Alexandre Hesiod]

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Mason felt the need to venture today. He wanted to feel his limbs extending as he ran. His golden colored eyes were wide open today, taking in the state of the world. Although he did not think very much about the scenery that flew past him, he had an energy that demanded a sort of break-neck pace. His paws scrabbled across the ground as he kicked up dust.

The sky opened up and rain began to fall. Mason's oversized ears drooped as water suddenly pelted him. He did not mind being outside in the elements; it was something that he just accepted. However, he was not doing anything worthwhile that would warrant him staying out to get wet. Heaving a large sigh, he completed running in a circle before he took off for shelter. It just so happened that he was closer to the caves that most of the clan claimed as homes.

It was not hard to find a cave that was uninhabited. There was hardly any trace of a scent from a clan member. Mason dodged into the dark mouth of the cave, skittering to a stop. His feet kicked up dormant pebbles that echoed in the small cave.

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