Would you mind closing in your next post?<3
The shackles that kept him tied to the Creek were strong, but even now they had been outweighed by the heavy sense of discomfort and confusion clouding his thoughts. Even if he did not wish to leave the Creek for more than a few days, he also knew that he would not be able to stand a second longer within the confinement of the Creek's territory.
Despite the fact the mans was surrounded by the many faces of his pack mates , old and new, he was utterly alone.
No one knew the pain that his beneath his eyes and in his opinion no one but himself would be able to understand it.
Like an addict having a relapse, Galileo was collapsing onto himself, losing his peace of mind bit by bit. The sleepless nights and days with no appetite were taking a toll on him, a toll that at his age he could not afford.
He needed to get sober again, and for that he needed to leave the intoxication atmosphere he had created for himself at the realms of the Creek.
"Thank you" he barked, his tone evidently relieved by her answer and good wishes. He too hoped to be home soon, but most of all he hoped that he would be able to want to return soon. Not because he was thinking of leaving the Creek -- thing he most certainly wasn't-- but because he didn't want to return only to see that his travels had been in vain.
The man he was as he walked from the borders right then and there was not a man he wished to see return.
"Goodbye now Kaskara" he breathed at last whilst dedicating the Beta a smile and a cordial dip of his muzzle as goodbye.
He could not assure there would be 'adventures' to tell when he came back, but he certainly did hope he could come back.
