Wolf RPG

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Home is the sea

Etienne shifted and slid away from his mother's den. The adults didn't congregate as much as they used to and he flippantly and comically began to walk down the beach. He had no word for this yet, but the sand felt nice between his toes, and he loved the sounds that swirled around him. It was beautiful and fierce and it fueled a fire within him that he couldn't explain.

Granted, no one paid much attention to his interests, because he couldn't quite voice them yet. And it didn't help that his thoughts were in english and french and creole, they were all over the place, but as were the languages of his family. And he was learning them all as he grew.