Overture Downs a hundred good stories makes me interesting at parties

A male as large as a blizzard and white as new-fallen snow stalked into a gentle meadow, pulled from his quest to find his brother for the sake of currently not being alone. He'd go back, he always would. Brother Void was the only one he'd found so far. But the recent scent of pups and pack-scent around his territory had spooked Shard a tiny bit, not wanting to get attached to any particular territory. 

Besides, his mind lay elsewhere, and wanted to get away before anything else absolutely destroyed his ability to leave whenever he felt like it. Didn't want to flirt with his brother's wife, after all. 

To a stream he went, lulled by the earth's soft touch to quench his thirst. 

Shard would perhaps stay here a while, and see what he could see.

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