November 16, 2014, 06:18 AM
The greyscale male had been busy, winter was coming after all and Swiftcurrent Creek had no use for slackers. If he himself ran a pack, no one would slack off and if they did, they would be chased away. It was hard, but it was reality. Nobody would be able to survive and he didn't plan on dying at such a young age. He was still single for god's sake and he did not plan to die single. Estoc had not seen his packmates other than Scimitar and Kaskara but he knew Saber was here too and today's plan consisted of finding him.
So the Gladius wolf began moving along the Creek's waters for usually the wolves of Swiftcurrent were by its shores, why wouldn't they be? Constant food, fresh water to drink and water to bathe in. It was cold but it was still fun to leap in and splash around, just because he was an adult didn't mean he didn't like to play childish games.
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swift is death's blow - by Estoc - November 16, 2014, 06:18 AM
RE: swift is death's blow - by Saber - November 16, 2014, 09:54 AM
RE: swift is death's blow - by Estoc - November 19, 2014, 09:51 AM
RE: swift is death's blow - by Saber - December 02, 2014, 08:06 PM