Dawnlark Plains [m] But you walked by like you never heard

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@Dagur if you can? <3

Earp had always been a follower. A reluctant one, true, but all the same he'd stumbled after the woman he would never call mother. Carried her things. Did her bidding. And for what?

Dirtwater Fox, then, was a wanderer. A soul bound by no strings, a feral-fanged ghost of the woods fading in and out of the undergrowth. By night he hunted. By day he slept and idled past the scents of other wolves. He followed none of them.