another day of wandering aimlessly. it had become a routine by now. wake up, wonder what to do with himself, go to sleep. the repetitive agenda drove him mad, which was strange. life as a nomad never bothered him before, but now he despised it. after getting a taste of a good pack experience, he craved for it. craved for responsibility. craved for company. the loner life was not what it used to be.
a flood of thoughts washed over issun, blinding all sense of reality. his pace and posture made him look like a dead man walking. his paws dragged along the earth and his eyes were clouded. he hadn’t noticed he was in what used to be his home. the familiar aromas yanked him out of his dream-like state.
his fur stood upright and his eyes danced around. he inhaled deeply, taking in the all too familiar surroundings. how the hell did i get all the way back here?
a flood of thoughts washed over issun, blinding all sense of reality. his pace and posture made him look like a dead man walking. his paws dragged along the earth and his eyes were clouded. he hadn’t noticed he was in what used to be his home. the familiar aromas yanked him out of his dream-like state.
his fur stood upright and his eyes danced around. he inhaled deeply, taking in the all too familiar surroundings. how the hell did i get all the way back here?
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they call me the wanderer - by RIP Issun - March 17, 2018, 09:56 PM
RE: they call me the wanderer - by Buffalo - March 18, 2018, 10:26 PM
RE: they call me the wanderer - by RIP Issun - March 20, 2018, 12:08 PM
RE: they call me the wanderer - by Buffalo - March 23, 2018, 11:01 AM
RE: they call me the wanderer - by RIP Issun - April 03, 2018, 06:42 PM
RE: they call me the wanderer - by Buffalo - April 04, 2018, 10:30 PM