Emberwood For The Court

Charley felt the sting of rejection in his chest, but instead of lashing out he let her go, sure that better things would come if he was patient. He padded further into the trees and howled again, calling out his message once more. He would likely continue this way, moving and calling every ten minutes or so for anyone in need of a home, of a leader. The brute prowled along the Emberwood as if he owned it, content to do so until stopped. If he didn't find anyone he would go back to Aspen, and reguarless this would not be his only trip in search of subjects for this journey.

Gonna keep this thread open for anyone who wants to join, but elsewise it'll be archived later on.