The Sunspire one look from those eyes and i was done in

Romulus was bored, he realised. He was bored of this daily routine; he was bored of patrolling and hunting and serving the pack. He was annoyed at himself for falling into this trap of a routine. This wasn't what he was made for. He didn't like it. He wanted adventure and action and fun. This life....he didn't like this life of settling down. Rom wanted to train to fight; he wanted to be needed, wanted to be valued and this repeated routine everyday was not helping him at all. Annoyance was building up beneath his chest and Romulus decided it was time to take a break from the ridge.

He left without a single look back, walking away from the borders and a feeling of blissful freedom enveloped him. It wasn't because he wouldn't be coming back; he wasn't sure what he would do on this trip, to be honest. Romulus wasn't thinking because when he did think, he did things logically and right now, logic and reason was the last thing he needed. Instead, he wandered away, allowing his paws to lead him to wherever he needed to be, anywhere but to his duties and responsibilities.

Time passed; how much, Rom did not know nor did he care. The feeling of emptiness still resided in him; the feeling that something was missing from his life. He knew what it was, he didn't know where to find it and take it back. Irritated, Romulus paused in his steps and sniffed the air, expecting nothing but finding something. It was the smell of a stranger, a lone wolf. Immediately, he brightened up and followed the scent until he reached the sleeping form of the female. The Frostfur cocked his silver head, bi-colored eyes staring cooly down at her prone form. He was tempted to aim a solid kick at her head to wake her up, but was pretty sure that might kill her and was reconsidering his options.

This woman might be the key to alleviating his boredom; Romulus wasn't going to let it slip away.