02-02-2015, 03:51 PM
The wolf, who has spent much of the moot thus far in his most feral form, lounges in repose as the Bone cracks. As the Septs' issues are brought to bear.
Ears flick when the Fostern of his tribe calls for packmates. Yellow eyes scan toward a certain redhaired creature first. Then back. Thoughtful. Stores that thought away; stows it for later.
Ears flick when the Fostern of his tribe calls for packmates. Yellow eyes scan toward a certain redhaired creature first. Then back. Thoughtful. Stores that thought away; stows it for later.
BECAUSE OF LIGHT AND DUTY AND REASONS.