Arrow Lake The divine radiance of invertebrates

When any form of a connection came up blankly, the male simple allowed a small smile to smooth across his creamy muzzle. A potential connection to his birth pack was lost, but he was far from disappointed. If anything, meeting another who was familiar of lands his own ancestors had once called home was oddly comforting.

She mentioned she loved the ocean – he had never truly visited one in his life, but from what he could tell, he would have agreed to disagreed.. he’d live his life happily on a mountain or forest any day. Perhaps, though, the forest was simply in his blood.

When the she-wolf before him mentioned it was likely time to go, he gave a nod in response. “You as well.” With a dip of his muzzle, the agouti wolf regarded her departing form, his own eyes drifting from her then to scan the territory around himself. The other male was long gone, and with the brief interlude now complete, Scimitar prowled in the direction of home, content to know that despite the quiet of the mountain, he was not completely cut off from the world.