January 16, 2015, 04:19 PM
@Cry gamekeeper first?
Gunnar shifted his weight and looked around. He was almost an adult, one more month, not even and he would be considered an official adult. He sighed, he had no trades to speak of and he had not had very good headway with learning them. He tilted his head and sighed again. It just wasn't going well. He had large ambition for Healer/gamekeeper and Warrior. But now he was wondering if he shouldn't go for Outrider. He was gone more than he was home anymore. The bay just didn't seem big enough to him, but it always called him home. He couldn't leave it no more than he could miss taking his next breath. He expelled some air from his lungs in a snort and started laying his nose to the ground.
Maybe he could find some other wolf to talk too? OR better yet some food to add to teh caches. He was pretty certain his parents were going to have more puppies soon. Well not soon, but soon enough. He wasn't sure how he felt about it really, he certainly hoped that they weren't as free roaming as he and his siblings, and that they didn't break his parents hearts. He supposed there was a little bit of jealousy there too, for he wasn't young anymore, he couldn't expect all their attention. But it was a like a drug, he always yearned for more attention, more praise. Perhaps it was because he was the middle child and felt like he had been starved for it, even though he hadn't been really. It was confusing.
He snorted and shook his head. He trotted towards the nearby trees, looking hopefully for something hidden in the trees. Maybe he could find a bird or some rabbit dens, even a small sickly deer or goat.
Gunnar shifted his weight and looked around. He was almost an adult, one more month, not even and he would be considered an official adult. He sighed, he had no trades to speak of and he had not had very good headway with learning them. He tilted his head and sighed again. It just wasn't going well. He had large ambition for Healer/gamekeeper and Warrior. But now he was wondering if he shouldn't go for Outrider. He was gone more than he was home anymore. The bay just didn't seem big enough to him, but it always called him home. He couldn't leave it no more than he could miss taking his next breath. He expelled some air from his lungs in a snort and started laying his nose to the ground.
Maybe he could find some other wolf to talk too? OR better yet some food to add to teh caches. He was pretty certain his parents were going to have more puppies soon. Well not soon, but soon enough. He wasn't sure how he felt about it really, he certainly hoped that they weren't as free roaming as he and his siblings, and that they didn't break his parents hearts. He supposed there was a little bit of jealousy there too, for he wasn't young anymore, he couldn't expect all their attention. But it was a like a drug, he always yearned for more attention, more praise. Perhaps it was because he was the middle child and felt like he had been starved for it, even though he hadn't been really. It was confusing.
He snorted and shook his head. He trotted towards the nearby trees, looking hopefully for something hidden in the trees. Maybe he could find a bird or some rabbit dens, even a small sickly deer or goat.