Sleeping Dragon This is either madness or brilliance

@Thuringwethil

There, on the edge of Sleeping Dragon, stood a swaggering figure, with an adventurous glow, attempting to gain his life back. In the months of Depp's absense seemed to go by rather quickly in his perspective, likely since there was no rush to return to Teekon. Yes, he knew well that his children were to be born while he was gone, and possibly killed by their mother since he wasn't around for Sen's labor. Sen. The name stung slightly, in some odd way. He had grown close to the woman, a occurance rather rare, mainly because he's traveled most of his life. He wasn't sure how she'd react to his returning, probably badly. Snarl at him for placing bastard children into her and then leave without word. Psh it wasn't his fault, he was kidnapped! Still though, he knew she would be difficult to convince. 

Strangely, there were no butterfly's in his stomach, nor second thoughts you'd expect from a wolf in his situation. Someone who built so much and right at it's peak disappeared, and now he stood with the chance of having lost it all. But his narcissistic mind didn't tread anywhere near the idea of such a thing. Truthfully, he began to gain something for Sen he likely didn't need, or want. She played him in a way he wasn't before - and he did the same in return. 

Now, he trekked lightly against the dirt of Sleeping Dragon, a once rival pack to his own. He could gain answers here, yes. He faintly remembered the alpha, one who never got along well with his partner. The story was different for him, though. The two were much more acquaintances than enemies, in his eyes at least. His nose twitched, trying to find any scent of the leader - not like he could remember it anyway. Depp waited, he knew sooner or later someone would come by.