stærk descends from the mountains, his paws cutting through the damp earth of the valley wetlands. the morning light is cold, biting at his exposed scars, but he pays it no mind.
each step sinks slightly into the marshy ground, the chill water clinging to his fur, slowing his pace more than he likes. his single eye narrows, focused on the horizon where dry land rises ahead.
quickening his stride, he pushes through the wet, eager to leave the clinging muck behind and press onward. another pack lies ahead, another set of ears to hear the words he carries. the task is simple enough—deliver the news of marriage, the union of @Solharr and @Callyope.
the simplicity of the task doesn’t make it less grating. this isn’t his fight, nor his duty by choice. yet here he is, trudging through unfamiliar lands, playing messenger for a pack that is not his own.
all in the name of debt.
each step sinks slightly into the marshy ground, the chill water clinging to his fur, slowing his pace more than he likes. his single eye narrows, focused on the horizon where dry land rises ahead.
quickening his stride, he pushes through the wet, eager to leave the clinging muck behind and press onward. another pack lies ahead, another set of ears to hear the words he carries. the task is simple enough—deliver the news of marriage, the union of @Solharr and @Callyope.
the simplicity of the task doesn’t make it less grating. this isn’t his fight, nor his duty by choice. yet here he is, trudging through unfamiliar lands, playing messenger for a pack that is not his own.
all in the name of debt.
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wet feet - by Stærk - Yesterday, 12:20 AM
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