Sequoia Coast To and fro, the fawn goes
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With a growing sense of how this world worked also came a growing hunger to learn even more. Questions began to pop like little shrooms from the earth while all the much-needed answers remain hidden from sight. There were wolves, many, many wolves in the area. Some of the wolves only passed through, their scent was slowly fading away with the passing of time. But others remained fresh as their paws created new pathways. With the steady rise of wolves in the area also came the cluttering of packs and the tension since privacy was hard to come by.

A feverish thirst for knowledge drove the yearling off his Isle; he felt more like a savage pirate searching for a treasure instead of tribe-native only wanting to settle down within known safe boundaries. Here, on these unruly lands he challenged the unknown as his orange eyes feasted on new sights to behold. Today his latest wanderings had driven him to the Sequoia Coast, which wasn't all too far from his island. He could also smell that another pack had taken its refuge nearby. His nostrils flared softly as he inhaled the scent of the other pack -- and a wolf from this pack -- upon neutral grounds. Of course, he made the solemn choice to rendezvous; if only to quench this itching thirst for more answers.

With each step he took, Mees came closer and closer to the Gamma of Horizon Ridge. There was a wolf into a deep slumber and while he usually would let her rest, something drove him to stop -- if only for a second. Mees smelled an herb-like scent and it gave him the impression that a dragon in wolf clothes lay there, hiding something underneath. As his fierce eyes narrowed, Mees noticed by her chosen location and her body language that more might be going on, but he couldn't pin-point what. A third option, and the most simple one at that, could be a wolf simply sleeping without a second thought.

"Looks like I'm seeing ghosts.." Mees' whispered his own thoughts softly -- as he was about to leave the slumbering wolf. A gut feeling, however, caused him to remain standing there just a second longer.
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To and fro, the fawn goes - by Thistle Cloud - June 25, 2014, 04:30 PM
RE: To and fro, the fawn goes - by Horcrux - June 26, 2014, 02:37 PM
RE: To and fro, the fawn goes - by Thistle Cloud - June 27, 2014, 12:47 PM
RE: To and fro, the fawn goes - by Horcrux - June 27, 2014, 01:17 PM
RE: To and fro, the fawn goes - by Thistle Cloud - June 27, 2014, 02:05 PM
RE: To and fro, the fawn goes - by Horcrux - June 30, 2014, 10:58 AM
RE: To and fro, the fawn goes - by Thistle Cloud - July 01, 2014, 09:39 AM
RE: To and fro, the fawn goes - by Horcrux - July 02, 2014, 03:45 PM
RE: To and fro, the fawn goes - by Thistle Cloud - July 03, 2014, 10:05 AM
RE: To and fro, the fawn goes - by Horcrux - July 03, 2014, 11:26 AM
RE: To and fro, the fawn goes - by Thistle Cloud - July 05, 2014, 01:01 PM
RE: To and fro, the fawn goes - by Horcrux - July 06, 2014, 04:41 PM
RE: To and fro, the fawn goes - by Thistle Cloud - July 11, 2014, 09:48 AM