For anyone wanting to do a meet and greet with Uly! Since he’s the newbie haha. ;)
The great wolf-dog saunters through the brilliant field of flowers, the trees are finally getting their leaves back and the scenery is beginning to look complete once more. Heavy paws carry him throughout the tall grass, crunching through the debris on the ground, and enjoying a nice days weather. The seen dares to set beyond the horizon, the evening is giving way to the night to seems.
He’s looking for water and finally finds it, bending over enough to have his pink and black tongue lap up the liquid, his porcelain hues still gaze around the area. For a moment, he wonders if bears really do live here alongside them.
Waking up to a roof over his head should've felt so wrong, so suffocating, bashing his skull against a ceiling every time he opened his eyes, but he'd gotten too used to it too quickly.
He thinking, what would my brother say? What would he do? Trying to kill those thoughts is like catching a fly in a storm. He lets the buzz in his damaged ear take over the other half of his brain. Static on the television, that's actually what happens when there's maximum information in a video.
Ursus, with its dark evergreen and pine bleeding sap, opens up in the spring. He imagines the sharp smell pumping in and out of his lungs and cleaning him from the inside. There is a man nearby. Tall and dressed in cool greys, he only sees the back of his head but knows that this was the man Merrick had put on such a pedestal.
Wordlessly, he walks in alongside him, and presses his mouth to the cool water.
So distracted by the evening sun casting long shadows upon the territory, he only hears the other when he’s right next to him. His ear twitches to the side and his head is shooting up instantly to gaze upon the one who joins him. He lets out a sigh, relaxing as he recognizes the yellow wolf from the meetings their great leader has held.
Water droplets drip from his furry chin as his ethereal eyes drift over the other male. “Evening.” He greets simply with a small smile. “I don’t believe I know of your name. Even though I’ve seen you twice already.” He rolls out in his twisted accent and rich voice.